VOLUME 34 SEPTEMBER, 1931
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preparing a series of pen pic-
tures of the First Presidency and
Twelve. These will not be biog-
raphies but human interest stories
of Church leaders whose lives are
full of thrilling experiences. The
subject of the first sketch will be
President Heber J. Grant.
A NOTHER interesting parable
1 x from the pen of Dr. James E.
Talmage will appear in the Oc-
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plague in mid-western and western
states. In some parts of Utah
farmers have been destroying them
by the ton, and in other places a
pest has been put to practical use.
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October Era — "The Right Thing
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of the page each month, and she
will point out in her clear, delight-
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of knowing what the "right thing"
is on all occasions. Read her first
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The Story of Two Lamps i Dr. James E. Talmage
The Old Order Changeth —Elsie T. Bcandley
The Judgments of Today Hugh J. Cannon
An Age of Miracles Hugh J. Cannon
Pioneers President Anthony W. loins
Greatness in Men Bryant S. Hinckley
The Law of Chastity Joseph Fielding Smith
Facing Life — (Part VIII) Dr. Adam S. Bennion
Man Gains Dominion Over the Earth Dr. Thomas L. Martin
Word of Wisdom Exhibit George Albert Smith, Jr.
"Mormon Boy Crowned World's Greatest Athlete" Les Goates
Covered Wagon Days _ R. J. C.
'Twas a Long, Long Trail Patricia H. McMillen
On the Trail of the Overland Stage Kenneth S. Bennion
A Daughter of Martha (Serial Story, Chapter Two)
Ivy Williams Stone
Largo (A Story) , — E. W. Taylor
Trailer of Evergreen (A Story) Lieut. Sidney DeGrey
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The Tapestry of Life Elsie C. Carroll
Dry Farms Vesta P. Crawford
Impressions i_ Linda S. Fletcher
On The Hills Guy E. Coleman
Ashes for Beauty Beatrice K. Ekman
A Sonnet to Nature Florence D. Cummings
Sonnet Christie Lund
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The Story of Two Lamps
A Parable and Its Application
A MONG the material
-*-*- things of the past —
things that I treasure for
sweet memory's sake and
because of pleasant associ-
ation in bygone days — is
a lamp. It is of the Ar-
gand type, commonly
known in the day of its
popularity as the "Stu-
dent's Lamp," so named
in acknowledgment of its
particular and peculiar
suitability for the reader's
table. Lamps of this kind
were among the best in the long-ago. A very few
years divide the long-ago from the present as meas-
ured in terms of improvement and progress. In
the long-ago of which I speak, illuminating gas
was known only in large cities or in pretentious
towns with a history, and electric lights in dwellings
was a rare novelty. Candles and oil lamps were
the only common means of domestic illumination.
The lamp of which I speak, the student lamp
of my school and college days, was one of the best
of its kind. I had bought it with hard-earned
savings; it was counted among my most cherished
possessions. That type of lamp was provided with
a small- hollow wick, and had a straight cylindrical
chimney, with a constriction near the base, where
an enlargement adapted it to the burner. It was
constructed in accordance with the best knowledge of
the day. Its tubular wick, less than a fingerbreadth
in diameter, with efficient air inlet at the bottom
DR. JAMES E. TALMAGE
of the Council of the Twelve Apostles
Editors' Note: Reprinted from The Improvement Era,
Vol. 17, No. 3; January, 1914. As so few, com-
paratively, of our present readers have access to old vol-
umes of the Era, we feel justified in reprinting this ex-
cellent parable from the pen of Dr. Talmage. Like the
Gospel itself, it will appeal to trained and untrained
through the late and early
hours, my lamp came to
be more than a mere phys-
ical illuminator- — it was a
an inspiration to mental
and spiritual enlighten-
ment. You who have been
in stress and strife, you
who have had to wrestle
with difficulty and contend
with seeming fate, you
who have been blessed
through all such taxing
strain with a never-failing
friend, an ever-present and ever-ready companion —
you may know somewhat of the affection I felt and
feel for my faithful lamp.
Compared with waxen candle and ordinary oil
burning lamps it was of high efficiency. What mat-
ters it today that such a lamp is counted dim? It
was the best I knew; it was excellent in its time.
Do you ask how much light it gave? I can answer
your query with precision, for as early as that time,
in the long-ago, I was a student of science; and I had
tested my lamp according to the laws of photometry
in the improvised laboratory! had contrived. The
light was of about twelve candle power, in terms
of the generally recognized and standardized rating.
It was brilliant in that period — in the long-ago,
One summer evening I sat musing studiously and
withal restfully in the open air outside the door of
the room in which I lodged and studied. A stranger
insured fairly complete combustion with a minimum approached. I noticed that he carried a satchel. He
loss of energy through useless generation of heat. was affable and entertaining. I brought another
The oil reservoir was supported on an upright chair from within, and we chatted together till the
standard, removed by several inches from the place
of combustion; and. in consequence, the holder cast
no shadow upon printed page or writing tablet, pro-
vided, of course, the lamp was properly placed.
I took good care of my lamp. I had in it a pride
such as the horseman feels in his favorite mount.
He likes personally to groom and feed his steed, and
so I allowed none but myself to trim the wick,
burnish the chimney, and fill the reservoir of my
lamp. When brightly burning, with its deep green
opaque shade, brilliantly deflecting and reflecting be-
neath, it diffused a wholly satisfactory illumination
upon my page; and, as I kept vigil night after night,
twilight had .deepened into dusk, the dusk into
Then he said: "You are a student, and doubtless
have much work to do o'nights. What kind of lamp
do you use?" And without waiting for a reply he
continued: "I have a superior lamp I should like to
show you, a lamp designed and constructed according
to the latest achievements of applied science, far
surpassing anything heretofore produced as a means
of artificial lighting."
I replied with confidence, and I confess not with-
out some exultation: "My friend, I have a lamp,
one that has been tested and proved. It has been
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to me a companion through many a long night. It
is an Argand lamp, and one of the best. I have
trimmed and cleaned it today; it is ready for the light-
ing. Step inside; I will show you my lamp, then you
may tell me whether yours can possibly be better."
We entered my study room, and with a feeling
which I assume is akin to that of the athlete about
to enter a contest with one whom he regards as a
pitiably inferior opponent, I put the match to my
My visitor was voluble in his praise. It was the
best lamp of its kind he said. He averred that he
had never seen a lamp in better trim. He turned
the wick up and down and pronounced the adjust-
ment perfect. He declared that never before had he
realized how satisfactory a student lamp could be.
I liked the man; he seemed to me wise, and he
assuredly was ingratiating. Love me, love my lamp,
I thought, mentally paraphrasing a common expres-
sion of the period.
"Now," said he, "with your permission I'll light
my lamp." He took from his satchel a lamp then
known as the "Rochester." It had a chimney which,
compared with mine, was as a factory smoke-stack
alongside a house flue. Its hollow wick was wide
enough to admit ;my four fingers. Its light made
bright the remotest corner of my room. In its
brilliant blaze my own little Argand wick burned
a weak, pale yellow. Until that moment of con-
vincing demonstration I had never known the dim
obscurity in which I had lived and labored, studied
"I'll buy your lamp," said I; "you need neither
explain nor argue further." I took my new acquisi-
tion to the laboratory that same night, and deter-
mined its capacity. It burned at over forty-eight
candle power — fully four times the intensity of my
Two days after purchasing, I met the lamp-
peddler on the street, about noontime. To my
inquiry he replied that business was good; the de-
mand for his lamps was greater than the factory
supply. "But," said I, "you are not working to-
day?" His rejoinder was a lesson. "Do you think
that I would (be so foolish as to go around trying
to sell lamps in the daytime? Would you have
bought one if I had lighted it for you when the sun
was shining? I chose the time to show the superi-
ority of my lamp over yours; and you were eager
to own the better one I ofFered, were you not?"
Such is the story. Now consider the application
of a part, a very small part, thereof.
"Let your light so shine before men, that they
may see your good works, and glorify your Father,
which is in heaven."
The man who would sell me a lamp did not
disparage mine. He placed his greater light along-
side my feebler flame, and I hasted to obtain the
The missionary servants of the Church of Jesus
Christ today are sent forth, not to assail or ridicule
the beliefs of men, but to set before the world a
superior light, by which the smoky dimness of the
flickering flames of man-made creeds shall be appar-
ent. The work of the Church is constructive, not
As to the further meaning of the parable, let
him that hath eyes and a heart see and understand.
The Old Order
ONE of the overworked statements of present day
conversation is to the effect that times have
changed. People of advanced years declare the fact
solemnly and with ominous head-shakings; those of
middle age are more matter-of-fact about it, taking
it as a not-too-unpleasant surprise; and youth is tri-
umphant, for youth always thinks times should
change, and glory in having a share of the changing.
Times have changed! That fact is evident to all
who know anything at all about what times used to
be. One needs only look about to be convinced.
Automobiles instead of horse-drawn "buggies", tra-
verse the thoroughfares; airplanes like birds wing
the air; women vote, and even participate in govern-
ment; long hair is no longer a crowning beauty, but
a nuisance which will not go into the average hat,
and, sometimes, a confession of a lack of courage;
sideburns are scarce; and saloons have given place to
beauty-parlors. These are a few of the many external
changes, to which countless others might be added.
On every hand are to be seen or heard changes which
the times have brought and are bringing hourly.
Quite as important are other changes, not always
visible or audible, which are making themselves felt
in the life of today. Young people are experiencing
these more definitely, perhaps, than are their parents
and grandparents, and viewing them with less fore-
boding, and no fear that civilization is threatened
because of them. Quietly, gradually have these other
changes come, without the throb of motor or roar
of whirling propeller, without the exhilaration of
speeding through space or walking into an erstwhile
forbidden ballot-booth. Slowly, almost unrecog-
nized have they come, creeping into minds and hearts,
and giving rise to new questions, new problems, new
First, and perhaps a basic explanation of many
of the others, is the change in the educational situa-
tion of today. Colleges are filled, whereas high-
schools used to be half-empty. The time was, not
long ago, when schools were institutions in which
questions were answered; now they are places where
questions are asked and the student, and life, left to
give answer. Experiment analysis, debate and open
forum, trial and mistake and retrial all have a part
iiy-the schooling of today, in place of the catechismal
order of an earlier time; and following in the wake
of these methods is an inevitable train of unsolved
problems, unanswered queries.
Into recreation have changes come, also. The
idea of extracting joy from a quiet afternoon on a
hill with a book, or in peaceful contemplation of
the clouds moving slowly across a blue sky; or in a
garden with trowel and watering can has become
dim by comparison with the newer notion of speed
and snap, pep, thrill, jazz which has seized upon
many and been thrust upon others. Going some-
where, doing something, getting into a merry, noisy,
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lively crowd — this seems to be the slogan which
offers fairer promise of fun than all the hills and
clouds and gardens ever made.
The problems of today are not new problems,
but they require a new method of solving; a method
to counteract the answer to be found in dance-hall,
joy-ride and skepticism. There is nothing hope-
less about the change in the old order, for change is
significant, often, of growth, progress, uplift.
The one great need is the realization of a common
purpose, a single aim toward which all are working.
With sympathy, love and tolerance, guided by prayer,
the questions of today will find answer which will
give promise for the morrow and eternity. In the
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints are
solutions to the problems which beset its members,
young or old. In friendship and sincere spirit of
cooperation and helpfulness the magazines of the
Church hope to do their part in making both ques-
tions and answers clear. — E. T. B.
The Judgments of Today
A GENTLEMAN once called on President Lor-
-*-*- enzo Snow and something like the following
"President Snow, I am very much interested in
the doctrines of your Church and particularly in the
Book of Mormon. I have read it a number of times
and believe it contains the truth. However, there
is one thing which to me is inexplicable. Most of
my studies have been along the line of transmission
of sound, and I am something of an expert in that
field. Now according to the Book of Mormon,
Christ visited the Nephites and spoke to them in a
voice which was neither harsh nor loud, but all
of the multitude heard it. As one who knows
something of sound waves, such a thing seems un-
natural and impossible. A voice sufficiently loud
to carry the waves to all the listeners would seriously
injure the eardrums of those near by."
The venerable president put this question to his
visitor: "In your scientific studies do you run across
problems which you cannot answer?"
"Oh, yes, certainly," the man replied, "many of
"And there are questions pertaining to the Gospel
which cannot be answered," President Snow candidly
admitted. "Perhaps this is one of them. But I knew
Joseph Smith intimately; I, too, have made a careful
study of the Book of Mormon; and I have received a
positive testimony from the Lord that the young
prophet translated this book from the plates, just as
he said he did, through power received from on high.
Any question, therefore, which arises in my mind and
which cannot be immediately answered is put aside,
as your scientific problems are, until by thought and
study and further revelation an explanation is
Scarcely a score of years after
The Mvsterv ^ s conversat i° n ' a Church mem-
•* ". • ber in Salt Lake City was asked
Solved to speak on the following Sun-
day in the Tabernacle. He wrote
to his son in Los Angeles apprising him of the fact
and suggested that he listen in. A number of friends
had gathered in the son's home, for at the time radios
were not so common as they are today, and as the
voice of the speaker came clear and distinct into
the room about eight hundred miles away, the son
said, "That's my father speaking. I recognize his
And yet the voice was neither harsh nor loud;
neither were any eardrums injured.
The problem which was so mystifying to a man
of science a few years ago, a problem for which no
human experience could find an explanation, is today
as simple as the alphabet.
Very frequently young people, and occasionally
those of more mature years, are disturbed in their
faith because there is an apparent conflict with the
ideas of scientists which, according to human wis-
dom, are well demonstrated truths.
The attitude of President Snow was perfectly
consistent. He knew that the Almighty had spoken
and was willing to wait for detailed explanations
of the things difficult to understand. Some narrow-
minded scientists sneer at such a course. In this
connection the words of Dr. Graham, of the Uni-
versity of Chicago, are interesting. In an inspiring
lecture delivered at the B. Y. U. Summer School,
he said: "A contempt for religion is a contempt
The Almighty has given many
Truth In- revelations both in ancient and
modern times; but he expects his
destructible children to walk by faith and
therefore gives them "line upon
line; here a little and there a little." Consider
the words of Peter: "We have also a more sure word
of prophecy; whereunto ye do well that ye take
heed, as unto a light that shineth in a dark place,
until the day dawn, and the day star arise in your
In the words of the hymn, "God is his own in-
terpreter, and he will make it plain."
An A&e of Miracles
GENERAL JAMES G. HARBORD, president of
the Radio Corporation of America, predicts
marvelous things for electricity within the next de-
cade or two. He has the following in Capper's
Magazine for July:
"Let me picture a directors' meeting of the future:
A great corporation whose directorate is scattered
across the continent calls a meeting of the board by
wire. The hour is named, switches go on and in
an hour a quorum is obtained. To each man as he
sits in the quiet of his own office come in turn the
voices of his fellow directors. The discussion ends, a
vote is taken and a copy of the proceedings is flashed
to every member for signature. The facsimiles with
the signatures are flashed back and the chairman
adjourns the meeting.
He is speaking of the future, but the astounding
achievements of the recent past make the most fan-
tastic ideas appear plausible. When the human
voice with all its inflections can be heard around
the world, surely nothing is impossible once the
law by which it is governed is learned. — H. J. C.
Vol. 34-42 No. 1 1
PRESIDENT ANTHONY W. IVINS
A PIONEER is one who goes
before, blazes trails, re-
moves obstacles and pre-
pares the way, that those who fol-
low after may travel over better
and safer roads.
Roads made by men thread the
world. We travel over them now
on bands of steel, in luxurious
motor cars or through the air.
Only yesterday these roads were
mere trails, blazed by fearless, in-
trepid men through unknown for-
ests, across trackless des-
erts, or over snow-clad
mountains. The romance
and tragedy of these old
trails, now so well
known to us, will never
be written or told. It
cannot be, because the
men and women who
made unrecorded history
along these devious ways,
have long since gone to
tread the paths of anoth-
er and better world,
leaving little of written
history behind them.
The lure of gold, the
lust of conquest, the un-
conquerable desire of man to pene-
trate unknown fields for new dis-
covery, the devotion of a Jesuit
priest, or friar of the order of San
Francisco to carry the cross to the
unconverted heathen, regardless of
the sacrifice or danger involved,
freedom from religious and po-
litical thraldom, are among the
influences which have moved men
to depart from the beaten paths
and enter new and untried fields,
whether it be in science, sociology,
Their First Home
Anthony W. Ivins and Mascot, (right)
on the Torreon, Mexico
or the discovery and colonization
of new and unknown parts of the
earth's surface. It is the spirit of
the pioneer which prompts finite
man to reach out in his endeavor
to penetrate the infinite.
(^)N these old trails men have
^ perished from thirst in sum-
mer, and from cold and lack of
food in winter; have been mas-
sacred by savages, have
killed each other for pos-
session of the precious
fluid contained in the
water holes scattered
along the way, and have
murdered for the gold
taken from the hills
through which the trails
Young men and maid-
ens have plighted their
faith as they traveled
over them, mothers have
given birth to children,
and holy men have sacri-
ficed their lives for re-
ligion's sake. No one can
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tell the story, as time and fate have
V/fY parents, and I was with
*- -*- them, consumed 128 days in
the journey from New Jersey, my
place of birth, to the Salt Lake
valley. The distance can now be
covered with ease in less
than one day. Our pi-
oneering began upon our
arrival, and continued
during the entire life of
my parents and the great-
er part of my own life.
Our family were just
comfortably located at
Salt Lake City when at
the October conference,
1861, my father with
others, was asked to go .
into Southern Utah to
settle the country now
known as Utah's Dixie.
My father immediately
disposed of our home, lo-
cated where the Oregon
Short Line depot now
stands, bought two yoke a. W.
of oxen, a heavy prairie
schooner, a light one horse wagon,
and with this outfit we started for
HTHE journey was slow and tire-
•*■ some, but so new and interest-
ing that I greatly enjoyed it, and
the fates decreed that notwith-
standing the fact that I was only
in my ninth year, my entire life
was to be influenced by the fol-
lowing simple and unexpected oc-
We were camped at Chicken
Creek lake. A few wagons passed
us and camped a little farther
down the road. The following
morning a span of mules
belonging to the party
ahead were grazing with
our animals. I walked
down the road to the
place where our neigh-
bors were camped and
asked a man who was
preparing a harness, if
he had lost any mules?
He smiled and said,
When Pres, loins selected this
spot for his home in Mexico,
it was a stony, barren place.
Every blade of grass, every
shrub and tree seen in the pic-
ture was planted by him. The
house was built under his per-
"No." As I stood by the wagon
tongue, conversing with the man,
a little girl walked up on the op-
posite side of the tongue and from
under a blue sun-bonnet looked
at me, and I looked at her. I was
thrilled with her beautiful brown
eyes and could not forget them.
loins and his Bride
Thompson had ar-
rived before us. We
pitched our tents,
and the following
day a number of
other teams arrived, among them
the people who had been camped
near us at Chicken Creek. I again
saw the little brown-eyed girl.
She was the daughter of Erastus
Snow, the father of Utah's Dixie.
I continued to see her until we
had grown to man and woman-
hood when she became my wife.
She is with me still, the same sweet
girl that she was at Chicken Creek.
She has shared with me the dan-
gers, trials and privations of pio-
neer life. No other has, or can
ever take her place.
A Pioneer Honeymoon
A T the time of our marriage we
**■ had no home and no money
with which to buy one. We need-
ed furniture to begin housekeep-
ing, and Salt Lake City was the
nearest place where these necessi-
ties could be obtained. We raised
peaches in Dixie, and the gold
miners of Idaho and Montana
were hungry for fruit; they want-
ed our peaches, and we wanted
I hitched up my team of horses,
filled the wagon box with dried
peaches, spread hay over
them, then a mattress
upon which we made our
bed and started for Salt
Lake. We found a ready
market for the dried
peaches, bought the nec-
essary household furnish-
ings and returned home.
In storm or fine
weather we camped along
the way, the same road
we had traveled as chil-
dren, and enjoyed the
trip. The following in-
cident illustrates the idea which
many people entertained regarding
the "Mormon" pioneers at the
HPHE day we reached Cedar City,
*■ on our return, a heavy snow
had fallen and the weather was
bitterly cold. We drove to the
hotel conducted by Bishop Henry
Lunt and secured accommodations
for the night. The bishop was
also postmaster and kept
the stage station. The
coach was late because of
the storm, and we waited
dinner for its arrival.
When it rolled in, a sin-
gle passenger alighted,
and walked into the sit-
ting room. He was a
small man, wore a derby
hat, a doeskin jacket
which fit tightly, doeskin
trousers and heavy Eng-
lish shoes. In his hand
he carried an old fash-
ioned carpet bag which
he set down on the floor,
and drew up a chair in
front of the fire. Mrs.
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Lunt came in and said:
"We have been waiting supper
for you, would you like to wash
before you eat?"
"No," he replied, "It's a warm
I want, not a wash."
After he had warmed himself
he came into the dining room and
told us his name was Timothy
Quirk, that he was just from col-
lege at Belfast, and on his way
to Silver Reef to see his brother
Mike. He had experienced many
adventures since leaving home. He
"When I reached Salt Lake City
I had not a cint in me pocket,
and I just went into a place where
it said Deseret Telegraph over the
door, and wrote on a piece of
paper, 'Mike, I'm here and have
no money,' and begorra it wasn't
two hours till the money was
there from Silver Reef, and how
the divil they did it I can't tell.
And during those two hours I
walked the streets of Salt Lake
about in the hope that I might
see a 'Mormon.' They told me
they lived there, but divil a one
could I see."
He then whispered to me: "I
found out afterwards that they
had them all shut up in the pal-
"When your brother Mike
wrote you did he tell you any-
thing about 'Mormon' bishops?"
"Sure he did," he replied, "and
he didn't tell me anything good
about them either."
"Well," I said, "the gentleman
to whom you are talking, the pro-
prietor of the hotel is a 'Mormon'
bishop. This young lady, the
telegraph operator, is his daughter,
she is a 'Mormon;' this lady is my
wife, she is a 'Mormon,' and I am
a 'Mormon'." He stared at me
for a moment, then slapping his
hands on his knees laughed as
though his sides would split.
"Do you think you can come that
over me now?" he said. "Do you
think I'm as aisy as that? Do
you think I'd schlape in the house
of a 'Mormon' bishop? I'd rather
go out and schlape in the snow
"How did you get along with
the stage driver?" I asked.
"Fine," he replied. "He's a fine
fellow, is the stage driver."
"He is a 'Mormon' too," I said.
He shook his head, and said,
"Divil a bit of it. I wouldn't
ride a step wid a 'Mormon' stage
driver, I'd rather walk iviry step
of the way to Silver Reef first."
He left on the stage the follow-
ing morning, as unconverted as he
came, still looking for a "Mor-
A FEW weeks later I met him
•^ at Silver Reef and said, "Well,
Tim, have you seen any 'Mor-
"Oh, go way," he replied, as
he gave me a push, "the woods are
full of them, and th're divilish
fine people. Why they have pigs,
and coos, and chickens just as we
have at home."
Since the time referred to the
girl with brown eyes and I have
driven over the old trail in our
own Packard car (paid for) and
paid our respects to the old camp-
ing places, thankful that we were
not obliged to sleep in a covered
When the pioneers entered the
territory now known as Utah's
Dixie, it was a barren, inhospit-
able part of the great west, the
hunting ground of the Ute, the
Pahute and Navajo, and when
these people saw the white man
come, with our covered wagons
and plows, our flocks and herds
to eat their grass, and our civiliza-
tion to frighten away the game
which abounded, they naturally
resented our encroachment. Eter-
nal vigilance was the price of safe-
ty and even then we were never
"\/f ANY tragedies came into our
^ -*■ lives because of the determi-
nation of these people to drive
the white invader from their coun-
try. Among these was the death
of J. M. Whitmore, father ol
George Whitmore, late of Nephi,
and Robert Mclntire, brother of
the late Samuel and William Mc-
lntire of Salt Lake City, who were
killed at Pipe Springs, where they
were engaged in ranching; the kill-
ing of the two Berry brothers,
and the wife of one, who was
about to become a mother, at
Short Creek; the death of Frank-
lin B. Woolley, killed on the Mo-
jave river, as he was returning
from California with supplies for
the people of St. George; the tragic
death of the two Howland broth-
ers and Dunn, three members of
Major Powell's party who first
passed through the Grand Canyon
of the Colorado. All of these peo-
ple, and others, were killed by
There were other dangers be-
sides Indians — for instance, the
death of James Davidson, his wife
and son, who perished from thirst
on a road with which they were
not familiar, on the desert be-
tween St. George and the Muddy
valley. This family was related
to the late L. H. Farnsworth.
Food and clothing were indis-
pensable, and these could be ob-
tained from cultivation of the soil
and from our flocks and herds.
They gave us food with which to
sustain our bodies, clothing with
which to cover them. Our flocks
and herds, therefore, became our
most cherished possession, and like
Israel of old we became a pastoral
people. Little attention could be
given to the professions and other
occupations by which men now
AMONG the first acts of a pio-
neer colony was the establish-
ment of a place of worship, and
a public school.
Our principal medium of credit
and exchange was produce. Money
was rarely seen, as the following
incident will show:
We decided to establish a cotton
factory, for the purpose of provid-
ing the cloth, so indispensable for
clothing. A train of teams was
assembled to bring the machinery
from Salt Lake. I drove a team
of horses, while Sam Allen drove
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just behind me with a team of
mules. The second day out Sam
came up to my wagon and said:
"Tone, can I borrow your whip
for a few moments? Dad's sent
me out with these mules, and no
whip, I want to wake them up."
"I handed him a new black-
snake whip which I had just pur-
chased, and he woke the mules up
in great shape. He came up to the
side of my wagon and said:
"Tone, what'll you take for
I told him I had just paid three
dollars for it, and if he needed it,
he could have it for that price. He
put his hand in his pocket and
pulled out a handful of silver,
looked at it a moment, and reach-
ing out his hand said:
"Here, take three dollars out
of this. D if I know how
much money is, but I guess I could
tell by looking at it quite a while.
I've got a hull lot of it here that
Dad gave me for expenses. I have
to buy a hat and pair of shoes
when we come to a store, and the
rest's for expenses."
TOOK three dollars from his
* hand and he put the balance
back in his pocket. A few days
later we camped in the outskirts
of Beaver, and after the teams were
cared for Sam went up to the store
to buy a pair of shoes. He re-
turned looking very much trou-
"What's the matter, Sam?" I
said. "Didn't they have any
"Yes," he replied, "they had
shoes, and they was just what I
wanted. I asked the man up there
how much they was, and he said
three dollars. I asked him how
much they was in greenbacks, and
he said three dollars. I asked him
how much they was in silver. He
said three dollars. I guess the —
fool thought I didn't know that
silver was worth more than green-
I explained that there was no
difference in the value of silver and
greenbacks. He returned to the
store and came back happy with
his new shoes.
Our only means of transporta-
tion was by team and wagon, or
on horseback. The covered wagon
gave protection from the storms
while we moved from place to
place, and when at home the
wagon box was removed to serve
as bed room.
TOURING the summer months,
■*** trips were made to Salt Lake,
our nearest point where supplies
could be acquired. During the
winter months the road to Cali-
fornia could be traveled in safety,
and we went there for merchan-
dise. The ethics of the road requir-
ed the team going down hill to give
the road to the one coming up,
or if one team was traveling empty
the driver was expected to give
the road to the loaded team.
These [rules were not always
adhered to and as a consequence
we kept a good team and fighting
driver in the lead. In local travel
to Pioche and other mining camps,
Sanpete was the boss of the road.
They produced grain in Sanpete,
the boys drove fat horses and good
wagons, while Dixie teams were
not so well fed. What Dixie
lacked in other respects it made
up in fighting spirit. J. H. was
our fighting leader.
AS a few teams were going down
x ^ Circle Valley Canyon on one
occasion, Jim, some distance ahead,
met a boy coming up the road.
"Are you going to get out and
give me the road," demanded Jim.
"No," replied the boy. "You
are coming down, you should get
out and give me the road."
"If you don't get out and give
me the road, I'll get down and take
it out of your hide," said Jim.
As the rest of us came down the
canyon a few minutes after, we
met the boy coming up. A little
farther on we found Jim sitting by
the creek washing a bad looking
"What's the matter, Jim?" one
of the boys asked.
"Oh, nothin' much," replied
Jim. "I just made a little mistake
in judgment. That's all."
After the Civil War, the ques-
tion of slavery having been dis-
posed of, the congress turned its
attention to the abolition of polyg-
amy. Under the administration
of President U. S. Grant bills were
introduced in congress providing
for the suppression of plural mar-
riage, which created no little con-
cern among the members of the
I was working in the hay-field
at the time, and on the opposite
side of the windrow worked a man
whose name was Hans Jacobson.
Hans stopped, and leaning on his
"Tony, is General Grant presi-
dent of the whole world?"
"No," I replied, "he is president
of but a small portion of it."
He continued: "I've been won-
dering 'if there aint some place
where we could go, where he
wouldn't be president; this here
polygamy question looks mighty
serious to me."
T EXPLAINED to him that
Mexico was but a short dis-
tance to the south of us, and we
might go there.
"I expect that if we went to
that country the Mexicos would
be after us just the same," he re-
marked. I then proceeded to tell
him something of the great na-
tions of the Old World, and ex-
plained what a numerous people
occupied Europe, over whom Pres-
ident Grant exercised no jurisdic-
We worked on a few minutes
when Hans again stopped and
leaned on his hay-fork. He said:
"Tony, it looks to me like the
best thing we can do will be to go
to Europe, and get away from
General Grant, but I expect it
would take us a d long time
to get there with our scrub teams,
: 'Yes, Hans," I replied, it would
take a long time." I concluded
further explanation would be
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Greatness in Men
IF you were called upon to se-
lect a dozen great men from all
the distinguished people of the
past, whom would you place on
the highest pedestals in your hall
of fame? What would be your
guide in selecting these men? There
would be no hesitancy about some
— you would debate long about
others. Why? Because you can-
not measure the intangible quali-
ties of character by material stan-
dards. Neither the metric system
nor the most delicate scale of the
apothecary nor the most painstak-
ing and accurate laboratory test
can reveal moral values. Still we
believe that these qualities are
measurable. Not that any hard and
fast rule can be laid down by
which you can say this man is
great and this one is not, but there
are definite types of manhood
which no one can seriously muti-
late and be classed among those
of enduring greatness.
This brings us squarely to the
What is human greatness?
What are its types?
What is the explanation?
These are common questions,
easy to ask but difficult to answer.
BRYANT S. HINCKLEY
President of Liberty Stake
P LBERT HUBBARD in one of
- Lj his "Little Journeys" asks this
question: "Who is the great
man?" and proceeds to say: "Lis-
ten and I will tell you. * * * He
is great who inspires others to
think for themselves, he is great
who pulls you out of your mental
ruts, lifts you out of the mire of
the commonplace. * * * He is great
to whom writers, poets, painters,
philosophers, preachers and scien-
tists go, each to fill his own little
tin cup, dipper, calabash, vase,
stein, pitcher, amphora, bucket,
tub, barrel or cask."
In "Twelfth Night" Shake-
speare says: "Some men are born
great, some achieve greatness, and
some have greatness thrust upon
Here are two definitions: Hub-
bard limits his definition to men
of great personal influence. Shake-
speare's definition has become com-
monplace. The third statement,
"some have greatness thrust upon
them," is true but it does not make
those upon whom it is thrust great.
There are many men of fortunate
fame who are not really great men.
"V/T AY we say, however, that one
of the deciding factors, an in-
dispensable factor, in making this
selection would be that attribute
of the soul which we commonly
designate as righteousness. In our
conception a man cannot be truly
great who is not good.
"There are some men and wo-
men in whose company we are
always at our best, while with
them we cannot think mean
thoughts or speak ungenerous
words. Their presence elevates
and inspires us. All our best na-
ture is drawn out by the inter-
course and we find music in our
souls that never was there before."
Contact with great souls is the
contagion the world most needs.
An inwardly triumphant and vic-
torious personality is the supreme
achievement. Back of all enduring
greatness is that human quality
symbolized by the word service.
HTHERE is no pursuit more fas-
cinating than the st^dy of
greatness in men and certainly none
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more fundamentally important.
The discovery and development of
great men is incomparably greater
than the • discovery and develop-
ment of gold mines or anything
else in the realm of the material
unless it in turn contributes to this
very end. Growth in character
is the objective of all social and
individual effort. Men who ideal-
ize democracy are, after all, hero
worshipers, and they ought to. be —
not that they fawn and pay servile
homage to men, but rather because
they feel a generous pride that hu-
man faculties and forces can be
raised to such noble heights, pride
in the demonstration that man has
in him sublime possibilities, that
his spirit touched with the power
of genius can rise to such great
Thomas Carlyle has written
most inspiringly about this great
theme. He held a sanctified ideal
of man, maintaining that he is
a visible revelation of God. He
said: "There is but one Temple in
the Universe and that is the body
of man," and this is typical of
much that he said. Any deface-
ment of his ideal called forth, as
nothing else could, the torrents of
his wrath and scorn. With match-
less eloquence he preached sincerity
and genuineness. He said again
and again, "Sincerity, a deep, great
sincerity is the first characteristic of
all men in any way heroic."
'T'HE fierceness with which he as-
sails all forms of sham and
pretense stirs and delights one. In
all this Carlyle is great, incompar-
ably great, but, strange to say,
when he selects the men who seem
to challenge his admiration most
the qualities about which he dis-
courses so eloquently are not al-
together predominant in them. He
seems to applaud unduly the
"rough and dictatorial energy so
much adored by the mob." He
loves most of all the dictators, the
hard fighters, the rough and phys-
ically courageous. He displays less
admiration for the men distin-
guished for the quieter but, after
all, more far-reaching forces.
If a man of Carlyle's genius
and capacity seems to err in the
selection of men who might be en-
titled to a place among those of
recognized greatness, how about
the rest of us? Would it not be
advantageous to establish, if pos-
sible, some standards by which to
guage the capacity of men so that
one might discriminate between
those who may be only impressive
and extraordinary and those who
are essentially great?
COMETIMES the commendable
*■* and the contemptible, the noble
and the ignoble, are so mixed that
the bad neutralizes the good in
a way to render a man altogether
admirable in some respects and to-
tally unworthy in other respects.
A man may be impressively large
of scale, both morally and im-
morally, and his place among the
notables of the world will depend
entirely upon the accent given to
the moral side. Mankind enjoys
a diversity of gifts and endow-
ments. One may be exceptionally
endowed but if there is not great-
ness in the endowment there is no
magic by which it can make its
J. N. Larned in his stimulating
book, "Study of Greatness in
Men" has thoughtfully considered
this question and formulated some
principles of judgment by which
to make comparisons between the
heroes of mankind. He lays down
the following standards by which
to measure the worth of men:
( 1 ) The ethical or moral
(2) The rational or purely in-
(3) The dynamic or energetic
and proceeds to say:
"The first of these groups takes
in all that gives a moral quality
to character and conduct; the sec-
ond includes reason and imagina-
tion with whatever acts in the
mind toward the operation of
both; in the third we place such
forces of feeling and volition as
energize human action by ardors
and enthusiasms, by possessions
and desires, by resolutions and
will." The person who is con-
spicuously deficient in any of these
three essentials cannot qualify in
the class of the really great.
A LITTLE reflection will show
* clearly that the factors which
rate highest are the moral and in-
tellectual, the factors of energy are
only important as servants of the
others. One may be great in in-
tellect, great in dynamic energy and
still fall far short of being really
great. One must be actuated by
large and unselfish motives, his
powers must be devoted to great
objectives. The ends which he
seeks must have the approval of the
public conscience and contribute to
the common good.
The character of the man and
the forces which motivate his ac-
tions must be taken into considera-
tion in determining the class to
which he belongs. These three
conditions are needful in the mak-
ing of great men:*
1. Great Endowments
2. Great opportunity for the
exercise and demonstration
of these endowments
3. Great motives and purposes
in the use of the endowments
so that they are not wasted
on trifling or vicious things
'"THERE is no mysterious process
by which a pigmy can be
transformed into a giant. Men of
inferior capacity do not do things
of the first magnitude. Large en-
dowments are prerequisite to large
achievements. A field rifle cannot
cover the range of the higher pow-
ered guns, it hasn't the capacity.
The really great man must be mor-
ally great, intellectually superior
and possessing the dynamic energy
necessary to carry forward success-
fully great enterprises.
Referring briefly to the second
of these — the opportunity to dem-
onstrate one's ability — it is pos-
sible that many men of potential
powers are never discovered. Per-
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is no ordi-
nance connected with the Gospel
of Jesus Christ of greater import-
ance, of more solemn and sacred
nature, and more necessary to the
eternal joy of man, than, marriage.
Yet there is no principle which has
been made the butt of coarser
jokes, a greater jest by the vulgar
and the unclean, and even by many
who think themselves refined, than
that of marriage.
Marriage is a principle which,
when entered, presents more seri-
ous problems than any other. It
should be received in the spirit of
patience and love, even that greater
love which comes through the
power of the Holy Spirit. Nothing
will prepare mankind for glory
in the kingdom of God as readily
as faithfulness to the marriage
covenant. Through this covenant,
perhaps more than any other, we
accomplish the perfect decree of
the Divine will, but this covenant
is only one of many required of
man who seeks to do the will of
TF properly received this covenant
becomes the means of the great-
est happiness. The greatest honor
in this life, and in the life to come,
honor, dominion and power in
perfect love, are the blessings which
come out of it. These blessings
of eternal glory are held in reserve
for those who are willing to abide
in this and all other covenants of
the Gospel. Others shall not be
so blessed. Marriage is the grand-
est, most glorious and most exalt-
ing principle connected with the
Gospel. It is that which the Lord
holds in reserve for those who be-
come his sons and daughters; all
others are servants only, even if
they gain salvation. They do not
become members of the household
of our Father and our God if they
refuse to receive the celestial cove-
nant of marriage.
The abuse of this ordinance has
been the primary cause of the
downfall of nations. When the
sacredness of the marriage covenant
is lost, and the vows are broken,
destruction is inevitable. This
principle cannot be received in the
spirit of contempt and indifference.
It is ordained to be more, far more,
JOSEPH FIELDING SMITH
of the Council of the Twelve
Let virtue garnish thy thoughts un-
ceasingly; then shall thy countenance
wax strong in the presence of God;
and the doctrine of the priesthood shall
distil upon thy soul as the dews from
heaven. — D. C. 121:45.
than a civil contract. No nation
can survive the abuse of this prin-
ciple. Rome, Greece, Babylon,
Egypt, and many other nations
owe their downfall to the break-
ing of the sacred covenant of mar-
riage. The anger of a just God
was kindled against them for their
immorality. The bones of dead
civilizations on, this American con-
tinent bear silent but convincing
evidence that it was unchastity and
the disregard of this sacred cove-
nant which brought them to their
VTOTHING should be held in
-^ greater sacredness and honor
than; the covenant by which the
spirits of men — the offspring of
God in the spirit — are privileged
to come into this world in mortal
tabernacles. It is through this
principle that the blessing of im-
mortal glory is made possible. The
greatest punishment ever given was
proclaimed against Lucifer and his
angels. To be denied the priv-
ilege of mortal bodies forever is
the greatest curse of all. These
spirits can have no progress, no
hope of resurrection and eternal
life! Doomed are they to eternal
misery for their rebellion! And
then to think that we are not only
privileged, but commanded to as-
sist our Father in the great work
of redemption by giving to his
children, as we have obtained these
blessings for ourselves, the right to
live and continue on even, to per-
fection! No innocent soul should
be condemned to come into this
world under a handicap of illegiti-
macy. Every child has the tight
to be well born! Every individual
who denies them that right is
guilty of a mortal sin.
The importance of these mortal
tabernjacles is apparent from the
knowledge we have of eternal life.
Spirits cannot be made perfect
without the body of fle^h and
bones. This body and its spirit
are brought to immortality and
blessings of salvation through the
resurrection. After the resurrec-
tion there can be no separation
again, body and spirit become in-
separably connected that man may
receive a fulness of joy._ In no
other way, other than birth into
this life and the resurrection, can
spirits become like our eternal
CINCE the kingdom of God is
^ built upon the foundation of
marriage and the unity of the fam-
ily circle, there can be no satis-
faction where the family circle is
broken. Every soul is entitled to
the right to come into this world
in a legitimate way — in the way
the Father has willed that souls
should come. Whosoever takes a
course contrary to this is guilty
of an almost irreparable crime. Is
there any wonder, then, that the
Lord places the violation of this
covenant of marriage and the loss
of virtue, as second only to the
shedding of innocent blood? Is
there n ; ot, then, sufficient reason
for the severity of the punishment
which has been promised to those
who violate this eternal law?
Moreover, have we not forgotten
in large measure the enormity of
the crime of unchastity , and break-
ing of marriage vows? Do those
who are guilty think the enormity
of the offense of maliciously or
wickedly tampering with the laws
of life, will be overlooked by a
just God? Do they think that
only a few stripes, if any punjish-
ment at all, will amend this brok-
en law? The demand for per-
sonal purity is made by the Church
upon both men and women, equal-
ly. There is no double standard
of judgment. "If purity of life
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is neglected," President Joseph F.
Smith once said, "all other dan-
gers set in, upon us like the rivers
of water when the flood gates are
opened." Sexual impurity is a
most deadly sin. Anciently it was
considered so, and according to the
law of God, those who were guilty
were in danger of being put to
death. There are sins unto death,
John informs us, and this is one
of them : Said John :
If any man see his brother sin a sin
ivhtch is not unto death, he shall ask, and
he shall give him life for them that sin
not unto death. Thece is a sin unto death :
I do not say that he shall pray for it.
All unrighteousness is sin: and there i-.
a sin not unto death. — I John 5:16-17.
Murder, the shedding of inno-
cent blood, is a sin unto death, and
Alma taught Corianton that un-
chastity was second only to mur-
der. These are his words:
Know ye not, my son, that these things
are an abomination in the sight of the
Lord; yea, most abominable above all sins
save it be the shedding of innocent blood
or denying the Holy Ghost? — Alma 39:5.
DRESIDENT JOSEPH F.
SMITH commenting on this
teaching has given us this instruc-
We accept without reservation or quali-
fication the affirmation of Deity, through
an ancient Nephite Prophet: For I, the
Lord God, delight in the chastity of
women. And whoredoms are an abom-
ination before me: thus saith the Lord cf
Hosts. — Jacob 2:28.
We hold that sexual sin is second only
to the shedding of innocent blood in the
category of personal crimes; and that the
adulterer shall have no part in the exalta-
tion of the blessed. * * *
He that looketh on a woman to lust
after her, or if any shall commit adultery
in their hearts, they shall not have the
Spirit, but shall deny the faith. — -Im-
provement Eta 20:738.
We are not here to practice immorality
of any kind. Above all things, sexual
immorality is most heinous in the sight
of God. It is on a par with murder itself,
and God Almighty fixed the penalty of
the murderer at death. Whoso sheddeth
man's blood, by man shall his blood be
shed. Furthermore, he said that whoso-
ever committeth adultery should be put to
death. Therefore, we raise our voices
against sexual immorality, and against all
manner of obscenity. — Gospel Doctrine,
* YOUNG was also very em-
phatic in his denunciation of this
evil, and I feel that we cannot be
too emphatic in denouncing it. It
is very prevalent and a universal
evil. The world is fast coming to
its destruction because of it. "Learn
the will of God," said President
Young, "keep his commandments
and do his will, and you will be
a virtuous person." How won-
derful is the peace and the joy
which fills, the soul of the virtuous
person! How terrible are the tor-
ments of the unvirtuous! They
shall have no place in the first res-
urrection. When the final judg-
ment comes they are they who
remain "filthy still." They can-
not enter the Holy City, they are
the "dogs, and sorcerers, and
whoremongers, and murderers,
and idolaters, and whosoever lov-
eth and maketh a lie," who are
President Young further said :
The defiler of the innocent is the one
who should be branded with infamy and
cast out from respectable society, and
shunned as a pest, or, as a contagious dis-
ease, is shunned. The doors of respectable
families should be closed against him, and
he should be frowned upon by all high-
minded and virtuous persons. Wealth, in-
fluence and position should not screen him
from their righteous indignation. His sin
is one of the blackest in the calendar of
crime, and he should be cast down from
the high pinnacle of respectability and
consideration, to find his place among the
worst of felons.- — -Discourses, p. 300.
"VWHEN man was first placed up-
on this earth he was given
the commandment to "be fruitful
and multiply." No more important
commandment was ever given to
man, for, through honorable mar-
riage are the spirits brought to
earth. "There are multitudes of
pure and holy spirits waiting to
take tabernacles; now what is our
duty?" said President Young.
Then he answered his question
thus: "To prepare tabernacles for
them; to take a course that will
not tend to drive those spirits into
the families of the wicked, where
they will be trained in wickedness,
debauchery, and every species of
crime. It is the duty of every
righteous man and woman to pre-
pare tabernacles for all the spirits
they can." Discourses 456.
Instructing the mothers of the
Church, President Joseph F. Smith
said in June, 1917:
I regret, I think it is a crying evil, that
there should exist a sentiment or a feeling
among any members of the Church to cur-
tail the birth of their children. I think
that is a crime wherever it occurs, where
husband and wife are in possession of
health and vigor and are free from im-
purities that would be entailed upon their
posterity. I believe that where people
undertake to curtail or prevent the birth
of their children that they are going to
reap disappointment by and by. I have
no hesitancy in saying that I believe that
is one of the greatest crimes of the world
today, this evil practice. — Relief Society
TJ[7HEN young people marry and
W refuse to fulfill this com-
mandment given in the beginning
of the world — and just as much
in force today — they rob them-
selves of the greatest eternal bless-
ing. If the love of the world and
the wicked practices of the world
mean more to a man and a woman
than to keep the commandment of
the Lord in this respect, then they
shut themselves off from the eter-
nal blessing of increase. Those
who wilfully and maliciously de-
sign to break this important com-
mandment shall be damned. They
cannot have the spirit of the Lord.
Small families is the rule today.
Husbands and wives refuse to take
upon themselves the responsibili-
ties of family life. Many of them
do not care to be bothered with
children. Yet this commandment
given to Adam has never been
abrogated or set aside. If we re-
fuse to live by the covenants we
make, especially in the house of
the Lord, then we cannot receive
the blessings of those covenants in
eternity. If the responsibilities of
parenthood are wilfully avoided
here, then how can the Lord be-
stow upon the guilty the blessings
of eternal increase? It cannot be,
and they shall be denied such bless-
Who am I, saith the Lord, that have
promised and have not fulfilled?
I command and men obey not; I re-
voke and they receive not the blessing.
Then they say in their hearts: This is
not the work of the Lord, for his prom-
ises are not fulfilled. But wo unto such.
for their reward lurketh beneath, and not
from above. — Doc. S Cov. 58:31-33.
The world is rapidly coming to
its end, that is, the end of the days
of wickedness. When it is fully
ripe in iniquity the Lord will come
in the clouds of heaven to take
vengeance on the ungodly, for his
wrath is kindled against them. Do
not think that he delayeth his
coming. Many of the signs of his
coming have been given, so we
may, if we will, know that the
day is even now at our doors.
And it shall come to pass, because of
the wickedness of the world, that I will
take vengeance upon the wicked, for they
will not repent; for the cup of mine in-
dignation is full; for behold, my blood
shall not cleanse them if they hear me not.
—Doc. Cov. 29:17.
By DR. ADAM S. BENNION
What is Success?
"The Lord sure made a Success
of this job."
THIS observation was made
by a tourist on the north
rim of the Grand Canyon of
the Yellowstone while I was pon-
dering an introduction to this ar-
ticle under the inspiration of one
of the most beautiful scenes in the
world. No one can stand in ad-
miration at the glories of this
wonder chasm without agreeing
with the tourist, "Here is Success."
It is a heartening expression.
Everybody likes it. Men would
have it said of their performances.
We spend a life-time in its pursuit,
hopeful that in some degree at
least we may achieve it. And
yet it is one of those elusive terms.
Even when we seem most to be
approaching it, it may be vanish-
ing under the guise of a mistaken
WHETHER or not we shall be
able to make clear just what
Success is, it will be genuinely
worth while to you to attempt to
work out your own concept of it.
If this article prompts you to un-
dertake that task it may be worth
the reading even though you search
for your answer through the years
of your lifetime. It is a blessed
experience to face reality — to chal-
lenge life with the query, "What
Is It All About?"
That many readers have already
turned over such a question is re-
flected in the fact that they have
sent in letters since the beginning
of this series of articles in which
they have made the observation
that perhaps we were overlooking
some of the ultimate values in life.
Not all of these letters can be given
consideration in an article of this
length, but the outstanding queries
can be hinted by setting down
"Don't you place too much em-
phasis upon mere material sue-
"Does a man have to make a
lot of money to be considered a
success? Is wealth the chief cri-
terion of achievement?"
"Isn't the Fear of the Lord the
sum total of life?"
"What is a man profited, if he
shall gain the whole world and
lose his own soul?"
"Don't the two great command-
ments say that a man's full duty
is to love God and his fellow-
"Isn't money the root of all
"If I live in honor and rear a
creditable family and attend to
my religious duties, haven't I done
what is expected of me?"
These, and other such questions,
are full of interest. They indicate
an effort to solve the riddle of
life. They reflect a system of
teaching born out of wholesome,
AND now you and I find our-
■** selves challenged with the
question, "What, after all, is Suc-
cess?" I just wish that I might
listen in on your reflections before
I attempt to set down my own
convictions. But since that can't be
done, let's put down the best ob-
servations that suggest themselves,
feeling certain that when all is said
and done we can perhaps only
start a train of thought which
someone some day will fully am-
plify for us.
At the outset we shall have to
make some general observations.
In the first place most terms, like
Success, are used relatively. They
are too complex and subtle to be
made absolute with clearcut boun-
dary lines of meaning. In the
use of such words we must be
content with a certain "more or
lessness" rather than an "either-
or-ness." Success is such a richly
comprehensive term. One might
almost say that there are different
degrees of success — almost differ-
ent kinds. Some one quality or
performance of a person may be
so outstanding as to stamp that
person as successful. One notable
achievement may balance a lifetime
of mediocrity in popular fancy.
Then, too, it is inevitable that
people will vary in their estimates
as to what constitutes success. It
is quite likely beyond the scope of
a reasonable hope to have all men
accept a common standard. And
yet, after having made due allow-
ance for those heroic, epoch-mak-
ing, single achievements which al-
ways must carry an echo of suc-
cess, I am inclined to submit, for
your turning through, the thought
that an even balance, making for
a well-rounded development of all
man's potentialities, is the key to
the kind of success most significant
to the race as a whole and to you
and me as we project our tomor-
HHHOUGHT is tantalizing — just
A when I have risked writing
down the above generalization,
shades of Napoleon — of Edison —
of Lindbergh, and of a hundred
others of near genius variety dark-
en my page to give the lie to my
Even so I shall give you my
recipe for success. If you feel the
urge of genius, disregard the recipe
and carve your success out of some
For most of us success will lie
largely in the fullest realization
of our capabilities in one or more
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
of the following five achievements
— he will be greatest who achieves
most in all five fields:
I. WORTHY WORK. A job
well done. Such a piece of work
to do that we can enjoy the doing
of it — and that out of it we can
earn a livelihood- — -that we can
bring up those dependent upon us
so that they may enjoy the major
privileges of life. Our work will
be most satisfying and therefore
lend itself most to success if
through it we are permitted to
bring joy to others than ourselves.
I trust that this is not laying
too sordid a foundation in materi-
ality. Life is complex, but its
basis is physical. We must eat
to survive, and we must pay for
our food. WORTHY WORK
has ever been the primal injunc-
tion. Out across the gates of Eden
echoed the admonition:
"By the sweat of thy brow."
OUCCESS can never be parasitic.
*^ It rests upon a platform of
performance. Even the gifted few,
to whom reference has already
been made, were tremendous work-
ers. If you and I find any meas-
ure of success, it will likely be
doled out to us in keeping with
our own measure of honest toil.
II. A HAPPY AND HONOR-
ABLE HOME. Along with that
primeval order to labor went the
injunction to multiply and re-
plenish the earth. That great
bridge between Godhood and
manhood, as summarized in the
Ten Commandments, is built up-
on the cement of honor to Father
The home is the great haven
of happiness. All else seems cold
and empty if the thought of home
isn't coupled thereto. Certainly
the glory of motherhood is chil-
dren as they are the honor of fa-
therhood. Think of a factory
or a five acre farm wonderfully
operated as compared with five
fine sons to do honor to a father's
T AM mindful that it is not given
•*• to all men and women to rear
families. To them Success lies
in other honorable pursuits. But
this must be a general recipe. And
for mankind generally, what suc-
cess can compare with a worthy
family? Personally, I regard it as
the greatest achievement possible to
men and women. It is so beau-
tifully a joint attainment. When
death sounds his summons, parents
may leave behind them many
things: wealth, lands, writing, po-
sitions held in honor, scientific
contributions — they may leave a
great variety of heritages — but all
of them pale into insignificance
when compared with a group of
boys and girls grown into man-
hood and womanhood to add lustre
to a name already bequeathed to
them in honor. And what of
lands and gold if attendant upon
their winning come trailing one's
own offspring, one's own very
flesh and blood, in disrespect or
otherwise out of neglected nurture?
To watch one's own come into
the full stature of manhood and
womanhood in their richness and
worthiness of maturity is heaven
III. THE DISCHARGE OF
BILTY. All of us are richly the
beneficiaries of civilization. Out
across the ages our progenitors
have taken out with Time insur-
ance policies in our favor. We are
heirs of all that has ever been done.
The riches of the world's thought
are wrapped about us as We are
cradled into mortality. What the
home has done and still does for
us has already been hinted. But
we are builded outside the home
too. The three other great agencies
are The State, The School, The
Church. Think how your life has
been enriched by the benefactions
of those three institutions. It is
hard, isn't it, fully to appreciate
what it means to have been born
in a land of freedom — to have
been protected against the dangers
of a social order — to have been
made free to enjoy all that a rich
land can hold in store for you?
Can you imagine what your life
might be if there had never, touched
it the enriching forces of t\he
School? Can you picture yourself
illiterate? Shut your eyes to the
reading that has blessed your life.
Or can you realize the mellow-
ing influence of the Church? What
has been the effect of the urge to
Christian kindliness and to sancti-
ty of life? Deny to childhood the
beauty and reverence of worship?
An emptiness akin to the banish-
ment of Santa Claus!
AND if these institutions have
■*■* thus protected, enriched and
expanded our lives, Success must
involve our giving back to civiliza-
tion some little championing of
these great agencies. The success-
ful man discharges a civic responsi-
bility — he builds where his build-
ing blesses others in keeping with
the benediction which still others
have brought to him. No man
is successful to himself alone. Suc-
cess is essentially social.
IV. THE CONFIDENCE
AND GOOD -WILL OF WOR-
THY MEN AND WOMEN—
AS AN ASSURANCE OF THE
APPROVAL OF GOD.
What has been said of institu-
tions is equally true of persons.
We are all part of one another.
"Am I My Brother's Keeper" still
echoes down the lanes of life. We
are FELLOW-MEN — compan-
ions on the way.
"Greatness lies not in being strong, but
in the right use of strength, and strength
is not used rightly when it serves only
to carry a man above his fellows for his
own solitary glory, He is the greatest
whose strength carries up the most hearts
by the attraction of his own." — Bryant.
'THE really successful man so
conducts himself that his fel-
lows love to honor him. They
bless his name. They reach out
in kindliness toward him. The
successful man works with one eye
on the welfare of his fellows. He
so acts that the echo of his own
life is a reflection of the kindness
which he has manifested. The
beauty of this aspect of success is
that it can be cultivated by the
[Continued on page 686]
Dr. THOMAS L. MARTIN
B. Y. U.
RECENT years have found
man attempting to control
the sanitary situation in our
big cities. It has been known that
the wastes of man were responsible
for many of the plagues and
scourges of the past. How to con-
trol these wastes has directed the
attention of man for many years.
In some of our American cities
sewage has been allowed to run
into streams or lakes or some other
body of water. If the stream was
of sufficient size that there was
not such a concentration of sewage
that it would become a nuisance,
that was all right. Some towns
have run the sewage into water
channels which were dry part of
the year. Odors have developed
which were objectionable. Some-
times coagulants such as lime, alum
and other compounds, to clear the
sewage, have been used. Attempts
have been made to allow the sew-
age to flow through septic tanks;
that is, tanks which permit bac-
terial activity to bring into solu-
tion the solid organic materials.
It has been run through different
kinds of filter beds. It has been
run on to large tracts of land and
used as a fertilizer. All of these
methods have been and are being
used to control the great streams
of human waste which leave our
great cities. These methods have
much to recommend them but the
city of Munich, Germany, with
her population of 800,000, has
worked out a unique method for
the control of sewage. This city
has not only solved the problem
but it has also made it into a profit-
able business enterprise.
"CIVE years ago a 50 acre piece
of land was acquired by the
city. Settling tanks, intake canals,
gas collecting apparatus, ponds for
fish and duck raising were built.
Through these the sewage is col-
lected and turned in;to a source of
income instead of an aggravated
Sewage water from the city of
Munich comes into the sewage
plant in a canal about twelve feet
wide and six feet deep, at a rate
of 100 to 200 cubic feet per sec-
ond — about the flow of the 1. Straw-
berry Project canal at Spanish
Fork, Utah — in times of dry
weather, and at a rate of 350 to
700 cubic feet per second, during
the rainy seasons — that is about
as much water as ordinarily flows
in Jordan river. It passes through
a coarse iron screen and a coarse
sand filter. From there this sew-
age water flows into a series of
settling tanks about 40 feet deep.
In an hour 80% of the solid mat-
ter settles to the bottom, and the
clear water, if it is considered safe,
runs into the river. To test the
safety of the water, small quanti-
ties are pumped into an aquarium
laboratory where fish are kept. If
the fish live it is assumed that the
water is safe to pass into the river.
If the fish die then further dilution
of the sewage water must take
The water that passes into the
river is readily made safe by the
dilutions brought about by the
river water, the settling out pro-
cess, the rapid utilization of the
organic water by the bacteria, and
the germicidal effect of the sun.
HPHE organic matter which settles
•*■ to the bottom of the tanks,
decomposes at a rapid rate. Cement
covers have been built over the
receptacles anjd the gas which ac-
cumulated due to decomposition, is
collected into pipes and conveyed
to a gas mixing plant. There,
it is mixed with coal gas and and
air until a very desirable combina-
tion of gas for illumination and
cooking purposes is formed. This
is then sold to the citizens of Mu-
nich. The sewage gas is about
twice as valuable for illumination
and cooking purposes as ordinary
coal gas is.
Much of the water which flows
from this sewage plant is mixed
with river water at a rate of four
parts river water to one part sewage
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Word of Wisdom Exhibit
GEORGE ALBERT SMITH, JR.
ONE of the most effective
steps ever taken for a long
time to combat the evils
against which the Word of Wis-
dom warns, was the public ex-
hibition conducted by the Mutual
Improvement Associations of the
Church incidental to the June
Convention of this year.
A spacious building, on the east
side of Main Street, between South
Temple and First South Streets,
was used for the display, which
was open from June 9th to 22nd,
The purpose of the undertaking
was, obviously, to teach the Word
of Wisdom; and in a very effective
way. Those who are commercial-
ly interested in the sale and dis-
tribution of tobacco, tea, coffee, or
any such products have conducted
a publicity and sales campaign
which has been a masterpiece of
advertising. They have made their
wares look so attractive and appe-
tizing by means of poster, radio
and press, that the counter-cam-
paign conducted by this and other
organizations, largely from the
pulpit, has been minimized in ef-
Quite wisely, therefore, this ef-
fort was made to let the truth be
known about the actual effects of
these things, against which the
Latter-day Saints have divine
A SMALL exhibit was conduct-
*^ ed by the Church in Dresden,
Germany, in connection with a
world fair there, but this is the
first time that a Word of Wisdom
Exhibit, conducted entirely as
such, has been held. It was a
display of charts, poster and pam-
phlet literature, pictures, models,
apparatus for conducting chemical,
physiological or mental tests, mov-
ing pictures, findings and exhorta-
tions of leading men and women
in all fields, and every conceivable
means of putting over the message
of mental, physical and spiritual
To conduct the exhibit, after
all the preliminary work of or-
ganization and preparation, a
corps of willing, intelligent, vol-
unteer workers, in groups of twen-
ty-five gave an average of six hours
each day spent in meeting the vis-
itors, showing them around the
exhibits, conducting experiments,
explaining the information there
available, and in distributing liter-
ature to the eager readers.
It is estimated that over forty
thousand visitors saw the exhibit,
and the amount of good that was
done to them, and through them
to others, is incalculable. Original-
ly intended to run for one week the
display was prolonged to meet the
desires of the many who _ wished
to see it.
CPLENDID and helpful coopera-
^ tion was obtained by the com-
mittee in charge from educational
institutions, and from commercial
houses, as well as from individuals,
who loaned or donated equipment,
apparatus or display material, as
well as making available valuable
information for this campaign for
temperance and abstinence. Near
and distant sources were drawn
upon to make the exhibit com-
pletely effective. Moving pictures
were imported from far-off Ger-
many, which told their tale about
the harmful effects of nicotine, al-
cohol and caffein upon the effi-
ciency of body and mind.
A number of devices were in
use to conduct experiments on and
for the visitors which show how
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
mental and physical efficiency can
be measured, and the effects of
harmful habits upon ability. In
addition, heart-testing and other
physical efficiency measures were
available to the many, who were
astounded when they learned the
truth about themselves. And that,
might it be said in pas-
sing, was the intent of
the exhibit, that people
might indeed learn the
truth about themselves,
and their environmen-
tal influences of which
the Word of Wisdom
indicates a few.
Many of the leaflets
and pamphlets which
proved to be enor-
mously popular, note-
worthy among them
being a little page
"How to Cure the
Cigaret Habit," by Dr.
D. H. Kress. Of these,
some 10,000 were giv-
en out during the ex-
hibit, of which about
1000 were given to
people who affirmatively asked for
the leaflet, indicating a real desire
to get hold of it and the fine plan
it outlines. A surprisingly large
number of visitors asked if some
tobacco cure were available, and
indicated an honest desire to use
that which was given them.
A GREAT number of most il-
**■ luminating statistics were giv-
en out by means of posters and
leaflets; statistics which have been
gathered by the Church itself, and
also by many worthy organiza-
the true pic-
ture of the
fects of tem-
and the ab-
people - —
off 1503 men and women every
eight days in the year." "Alco-
holic drinks helped break up 9228
homes every year." "One in
every three husbands divorced for
cruelty was intemperate." "One
adult death from alcohol every
eight minutes" (Pre-prohibition
hibit displayed posters telling the
glad message that Latter-day
Saints' social statistics show ful-
fillment of the Lord's promise that
obedience to the laws of better
living will be rewarded by greater
vitality, and longevity:
Deaths from diseases of nervous
system: (per 100,000)
Six Nations L. D. S
from diseases of digest-
from diseases of respi-
from diseases of circu-
196 ' 115
Birthrate (per 1000):
U.S. Utah L.D.S.
Startling Poster Display
fact in the U. S.) . "Child Death
Rate Higher in Drinking Families:
Abstaining parents, 13%, Im-
moderate drinking parents, 32%."*
"Death rates in pneumonia in-
crease with alcoholic habits: Of
abstainers sick, 18.5% died, of
moderate drinkers sick, 25 % died,
of immoderate drinkers sick,
The above are excerpts from the
poster display, and contain in-
formation gleaned from the coun-
try (some from foreign countries)
at large. Another part of the ex-
~ — 18.9
L. D. S.
U. S. Utah
View of the Exhibit Hall
These are just examples of the
interesting and valuable informa-
tion, of which there was much
more, about the Latter-day Saint
people. Such facts as these tell
no other story than that the kind
of lives these people are living
more nearly accomplish the pur-
which life is
that is to
**. ER thing
to show the
[Cont. p. 673]
"Mormon Boy Crowned World's
"They say that those
'Aint got no style;
Got style all the while,
Got style all the
but filled with the all-
conquering spirit of the
pioneer athlete, has been
heard all over the land,
wherever Utah and her
"Mormon" boys have
gone into battle. The
tone of conviction
which this ancient war
cry carries has been sus-
tained in the heroic per-
formances of the young
men of the Beehive
State and many have
seen and believed in
But it remained for
a Latter-day Saint boy
from Thatcher, Ari-
zona, to attain the top-
most pinnacle of indi-
vidual athletic perfec-
tion, emblazoning his
name across the sports
sections of the American
daily newspapers with
the same glaring fre-
quency as that accorded
Bobby Jones, Helen
Wills, William Tilden
II, Glenna Collett, and
all those other national-
ly important amateur
sports luminaries in the
heyday of their careers,
f ESSE MORTEN-
J SEN, the athletic
prodigy of the decade;
world's greatest all-
around track and field
performer and a modest
On the mantel in the
Captain of the 1930 track team,
University of Southern Cali-
fornia. Holder of Trojan javelin
record at 204.975 feet.
home of Martin Morten-
sen, Sr., Arizona Pioneer,,
is a neat little trophy case
filled with medals, cups,
plaques and certificates,
giving striking evidence of
the prowess of this gifted
young man who has just re-
cently established a world's-
record for point scoring in
winning the all-around track
and field championships of
the National Amateur Ath-
There are other awards
there. They show that Jesse
Mortensen was a real jack of
all athletic trades at the Uni-
versity of Southern California
where he was A. A. U. cham-
pion in the javelin throw, es-
tablishing a recordof 204.975
feet; that he was all-Pacific
Coast conference forward in
basketball; winner of the-
famous "Gimble" medal at
U. S. C. for the finest display
of sportsmanship by any
Trojan athlete; a two-year
letterman in football; three-
year letterman in track and
three-year letterman in bas-
But none of these prizes are-
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
more valuable to Mortensen than well, track ,and field; Howard
those he won at Gila College, the Jones, football and Jack Barry,
little Latter-day Saint institution
where his extraordinary talents
were given their initial develop-
ment under the tutelage of Ernest
Shumway, formerly of the Brig-
ham Young University athletic
teams. At little Gila, young
Mortensen played basketball for
four years, climaxing his prepara-
tory career in this activity by
his selection as all state for- WM
ward in 1925. He turned
in three years of participation
in track and field, taking part
in practically every event on
the program in a most start-
ling exhibition of a one-man
track team. Then by way of
further demonstrating his
versatility, Jesse played three
years of smashing tennis.
basketball. Jesse was a natural
athlete and with the advantage of
the finest coaching possible to ob-
tain, it was inevitable that he
should reach the pinnacle.
Mortensen's first attempt at
HTHE recapitulation on the
*■ performances of this phe-
nomenal performer as he left
Coach Shumway's squad
showed he had achieved
four letters in basket-
ball, two in football,
four in track and
three in tennis. That
he found time to
study a little besides,
is evident from the
fact that he registered
very close to a straight "A"
grade in all his subjects.
It was quite fitting that
Mortensen as a student at the
University of Southern California,
should seek the counsel of Eugene
L. Roberts, director of the school
for coaches and physical directors
in the great Los Angeles institu-
tion. Coach Roberts, beloved
daddy of athletics at Brigham
Young University, had coached
Ernest Shumway when the Gila
college mentor was winning hon-
ors on the old B. Y. U. basketball
of 1921-22. Since it was Shum-
way who started Arizona's great-
est athlete on his way to fame,
naturally the guardianship was
passed on to the third "genera-
tion." Coach Roberts had his new
charge for two years as a major
student in physical education and
found him to be an outstanding
But the actual coaching of Mor-
tensen at U. S. C. devolved upon
three of the greatest athletic di-
rectors in the land, — Dean Crom-
Right Half, University of Southern California
1929 Football Team
the decathlon, or all-around
athletic championship, fell short
of victory. Buster Charles,
the great Indian performer, won
the honor in 1930, but the gifted
young man from Gila had the
satisfaction of squaring his ac-
count with the mighty Red-
skin this year in the A. A. U.
championships at Lincoln, Neb.,
July 3 and 4. In his great tri-
umph Mortensen scored 8,193.29
points, exceeding the present rec-
ognized world's record of 8,-
053.29 set at the 1928 Olympic
Games at Amsterdam by Paavo
Yrjola of Finland.
■"PHIS performance also eclipsed
-*- that of Kenneth Doherty, the
former American record holder
who scored 7,784.68 points and
also the excellent figure set in the
Kansas Relays by Jim Bausch of
the Kansas City Athletic club
whose mark was recorded at 7,-
The best performance set by
Mortensen in the A. A. U. cham-
pionships came in the javelin,
which he wafted 198 feet. He
negotiated the 1 1 0-yard high hur-
dles in 15.6 seconds and ran 400
meters in 51.1 seconds. The ten
events were run off in a two-day
T'HE detail scoring of this
Latter-day Saint boy's
H stupendous performance fol-
« P lows :
100 meters — 11 seconds,
400 meters — 51.1 seconds,
1500 meters — -4 minutes,
52.6, 665.20 points.
110-yard high hurdles —
15.6 seconds, 943 points.
Broad jump — 21 feet, 3%
inches, 756.17 points.
Shot put — 44.01 feet,
High jump — 5.71 feet,
Discus throw — 130.42
feet, 792.60 points.
Pole vault— 11.155, 703
Javelin throw — 198 feet,
Grand total of Points —
Former world's record —
Mortensen is the second
"Mormon" athlete to win the
national A. A. U. decathlon.
Alma Richards, mighty all-around
performer from Brigham Young
University and Cornell, proved
himself the best man in the coun-
try in these ten events the year
the championships were held in
connection with the San Francisco
exposition. This huge fellow
from Utah's Dixie country had
a great chance to win again at
Newark but struck a hurdle and
lost all the points in this event.
But ( 'even the igreat Richards,
Olympic star and master of many
track specialties, could not compile
anything like the total of points
made by Mortensen this year. No
doubt Richards excelled in the
high jump, Jpole vault and the
weight events, but on the track
he probably would have had little
chance with the Arizona rambler.
[Continued on page 661]
DREAM, O Youth! Dream
nobly, dream manfully,
and your dream shall be
Eighty-four years ago a sturdy
band of pioneers dreamed a dream
of a new city, founded in a wilder-
ness and built for peace and free-
dom of worship. On July twen-
ty-fourth, this year, their descend-
ants and others who have bene-
fited by their industry celebrated
the historic journey across the
plains in the city which these
Nearly every modern detail of
the celebration, more or less com-
monplace to this generation, would
have been astonishing to the hardy
settlers could they have envisioned
it as they swung their teams into
the valley so long ago. The streets
bright with flags bearing their
names, the aeroplanes circling over
the city, the immense crowds gath-
ered to honor these first citizens,
— all this would have filled them
with wonder and reverent awe,
for hardships had made them hum-
'T'HEY might have sensed a little
■*■ irony in the salute fired from
Fort Douglas which began the fes-
tivities, remembering that govern-
ment troops had once marched
through the city with orders to
drive them from their homes; but
they would have felt no resent-
ment, since part of them had also
served under the colors. Their
amazement would have known no
bounds if they could have watched
the parade which featured the first
day of the celebra-
At the head
rode army officers
and city and state
them was Presi-
dent Anthony W.
Ivins, whose beau-
tiful mount and
among the crowds.
Himself a pioneer
in southern Utah,
with every phase
of frontier life, he
must have vividly
tragic scenes in im-
pressive contrast to this elaborate
pOLLOWING the 38th Infantry
band was a car bearing a gray-
haired lady, who was one of the
first white children born in Utah.
Behind her came riders clad in the
picturesque costumes of the Span-
ish settlers, the Indians, and fur
traders. There were also a num-
ber of real Indians from
the Cherokee reservation
who took a prominent
part in the events of the
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
week. Directly after these came
three riders representing the ad-
vance company which entered the
valley July 21st, and in the back
of a wagon following them rode
a character portraying Brigham
Young, as, weakened by a fever, he
sat up in his bed and announced
to the footsore travelers that they
had reached their destination.
oxen on this occasion. There were
several ox-teams in the parade and
also at the municipal airport on
the following day, where a strik-
ing contrast was presented between
them and the planes drawn
"REHIND their leader came doz-
ens of covered wagons and
handcarts, many of them genuine
relics of the trek across
the plains. There were
drawn by ox-teams, in
which rode calico-clad
women churning or hold-
ing babies; and dilapi-
dated wagons, loaded
with tools, bedding and
furniture. Some had ad-
ded realistic touches by
carrying chickens and
dogs. Behind them
walked others pulling
handcarts; and in the
record-breaking heat of the scorch-
ing pavements, they must have
realized to the fullest extent what
the members of the early com-
panies had to bear. Many of the
wagons carried interesting legends
concerning their histories. One
bore the first ox shoeing outfit in
Utah, another held the bed which
belonged to general Wells. One
group of covered wagons had
traveled the entire distance from
Fillmore, bringing greetings from plane — not so different from these
Utah's first capitol. — had completely circled the globe.
Scores of colorful floats were en- With all their faith, the early
tered by various business firms, "bull-whackers" would scarcely
clubs, and civic organizations. One have believed such a feat possible;
depicted the first school in Utah, and could they have seen the
up not far away.
It had taken the
Utah; while in less
than nine days a
its teacher and pupils being lineal
descendants of the original group.
the progress "
made by com-
merce and science
since 1847. Some
amusing were the
nished by some
of the automo-
bile dealers of the
Most of the
tors caught their
first glimpses of
"stunting" which followed the
formal dedication of the airport,
they would have considered it more
of a miracle than the coming of
the seagulls or the success of their
first crops in a country where it was
predicted corn would not mature.
["RESPITE the terrific heat it is
estimated that about 50,000
people viewed the parade, and a
large part of the crowd was
at the airport to wit-
ness the ceremonies and
the flying exhibition on
the 25 th. General W.
G. Williams was in
charge of the parade and
was largely responsible
for the smoothness which
characterized this part of
A climax was reached in the
three-day program when the pag-
eant, "The Spirit of Progress" was
presented at the University of
Utah stadium Saturday night. No-
where could such a drama have
been more effective than in that
open amphitheatre at the foot of
the hills. By dusk most of the
20,000 spectators had assembled
and at the opening scene nearly
every seat was taken.
The pageant, directed by James
Cruze, who also directed the mov-
ing picture, "The Covered
Wagon," was divided into
four parts. The first depict-
ed the red men, the Indian
idea being carried out effect-
ively by characteristic music
HTHE next episode portrayed the
■"• coming of the pioneers, and
was featured by stage coaches,
covered wagons, handcarts, and
pony express riders, forming a cav-
alcade which circled the stadium
track. Pioneer dances on the stage
and on the lawn
added color to
the scene which
closed with the
Young and his
ing the pipe of
peace with the
The third epi-
the coming of the
railroad and the
driving of the
[Cont. on page 670]
LONG, LONG TRAIL
PATRICIA H. McMILLEN
SUDDEN, sharp and proceeded to suit action to the
bang added a staccato note to the words.
popping of the engine. "The laddie has spoken? Then
"My word — again?" A chorus I must act." And Bert grabbed
of weary sighs arose from the back the other's feet and deposited him,
seat. The brakes screeched in an- with an array of suitcases, on the
swer as our 1928 prairie schooner
slid to a stop. Chauffeur Bert
shrugged his shoulders in disgusted
surrender, then opened the door of
the dilapidated, over-loaded flivver
and stepped out to drown his sor-
rows in the rain. But not even
a flat tire — another one — could
make him lose his desire to drama-
tize every situation.
"Here we are," he announced
wet desert sand. Henry and Harold
came suddenly to life and bolted
out the other side of the car. I
turned and looked back at Dot.
"Shall we stay in or shall we
brave the elements and the lizards
and seek the refreshing air of the
"Oh, let's get out," returned
Dot. "Good grief, even watching
the boys fix tires, old as that gets,
The high cost of experience.
with a grandioso bow as he threw beats sitting here." So we joined
open the rear door. "Ladies, and the others.
those you have with you, right
this way to the great open spaces.
To the left you see the great Hopi
desert; to the right, more desert.
And what is wrong with this pic-
ture? Ah, yes! In the lower left
hand corner is another of those
ailments of tin horse flesh known
as a punctured hoof. So for the
love of mud," he
added in a more
"pile out of there
and let's get it
travel - weary ad-
enough to ease
cramped limbs but
after one look at
the dull gray sky
above, and the wet
sand stretching to
either side, settled
back again. Art alone deigned to
"Aw, go to — Sunday School, —
or fix it yourself. I'm going to
sleep." So saying, he threw his
feet over the back of the front seat
The tire was flat, all right. Hot
desert sands can wreck any tire in
a short time — especially if the tire
has already served for an ordinary
lifetime. The boys got out the
tools, and in a short time had the
offending tire off. A long, jagged
rent put an end to all hopes of
"Well, I guess that means the
spare or nothing," remarked Bert.
"We sure took our lives in our
hands when we started out on this
jaunt. Any of us can run a garage
when we get back home. Ho-hum!
JrOR the third time
that day the spare was dragged
off and for the third time adjudged
hopeless. "Just count those patches
on that tube already," groaned
Harold. "Only eighteen! Looks
like an exaggerated case of small-
"It's gone, all right," agreed
Art. "But what can we do? We
wouldn't dare go on the rim, heav-
ily loaded as we are." He turned
to the driver and added sarcastical-
ly, "All right, Mr. Bert, you're
the little boy who never lets any-
thing get the best of him. What
do we do this time?"
"You can hike
ahead and get one."
Art looked to see
if Bert was serious.
He was. "Why you
poor fish! If it
weren't raining I'd
say the sun affected
dome. It's forty
miles to Shiprock."
"I know that,
Art, but what else
can be done!"
"But forty miles — me — alone?"
"You'll not be alone," Bert said
consolingly. "There's Indians all
along this road, and the coyotes
will keep you from minding the
silence after dark. I'll try to get
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
this tire fixed. Then we can move
on and meet you on your way
hack, or, with luck, we might even
"Fat chance of that." Art kicked
at the ragged tube. "But why
pick on me — alone?"
"Because you've got the longest
legs, I guess. One step of yours
would make nearly three of Har-
old's. And Henry could hardly
be expected to go along, with his
lame knee. And I'm the only
one with ambition enough even to
try to fix this tire, or to fix any-
thing else that might go wrong if
we do get started on. Besides,
you stand a better chance of getting
a ride if you're alone. People can
make room for one more, but not
always for two more. ' So run
along, Pardner, you're unanimous-
ly elected to be the life saving hero
of this little expedition. Here's
the money for the tire. Now
shoo! We'll be seeing you."
As Art swung off down the
road Harold sang,
"When the moon shines down
upon the desert,
We'll be waitin' underneath its
And Dot added a line from a play
we'd been discussing. "And re-
member, Dahlink, when your feet
get tired of walking, just think
what a nice long ride the rest of
you is getting for nothing."
But we were all rather anxious,
and asked Bert if it weren't rather
dangerous, sending him off alone
"No, I don't think so. He'll
be getting a ride in no time.
There's lots of travel along this
highway. Look, there comes some-
us, and again at our car. He must
have doubted the old axiom which
states that the lesser cannot contain
the greater. And it was no won-
der. Our little four-passenger
Whippet was loaded to the limit
when the crowd of us and our be-
longings were piled into it. We
sometimes marveled that our tires
lasted as long as they did.
LN a very few minutes
a long, low touring car stopped
beside our Dobbin. "What's the
trouble? Can I help?" the man
at the wheel inquired.
"Just ruined our last tire. One
of the gang just started ahead to
get a new one. You could sure
help by giving him a lift. Going
far?" Harold was always the
spokesman when strangers were to
"To Aztec. I'll be glad to take
him along. So long."
"So long. And thanks," we
As the big car moved on, the
driver looked at our car, then at
HILE BERT worked
we sat around and talked over our
adventures of the past few months.
Bert and Art had spent several
seasons on the stage, and had de-
cided that it would be a great lark
to take out a company of their
own and play in some of the small
towns in Colorado, New Mexico,
and Arizona. So they persuaded
the rest of us to go along, includ-
ing Henry Stevens, an older man
who for several years had been
a teacher of dramatics, and his
wife to act as our director and
chaperones. It hadn't taken much
persuasion, for we were all eager
to travel, and welcomed the chance
to visit these states, renowned for
their scenery. And we had en-
joyed it. The beautiful parks and
mountain drives of Colorado, the
Aztec Memorial in New Mexico,
and the Grand Canyon, the Paint-
ed Desert, and the tropical beauty
of Phoenix and southern Arizona
were but a few of the things we
were always to remember. It
didn't matter that we never had
many dollars ahead, or that many
times we had to drive all night in
order to keep an engagement to
play on a rickety, dusty stage in
some small mining or farming
town. And if we had to make a
bowl of "graveyard stew" do for
our supper, and patch tires un-
ceasingly, that, too, was part of
the game. And in spite of every-
thing, it was lots of fun.
"Glory, I'm hungry." Dot re-
minded us that we hadn't eaten
"So say we, all of us," and, as
usual, we turned to Bert for the
remedy. He was ready.
"We passed a trading post back
there about two miles. Harold,
you can hike back there. Get some
pork and beans, some bread, or
rolls if you can, and I guess you'd
better bring some soda water.
Lucky the sun isn't shining as it
was the last time we crossed this
old desert or we'd all be famished
for a drink of water. Next trip
we'll have a canteen, I'll bet."
Bert handed out some more coin.
He was the business manager and
always carried the purse. "Hurry
now, Harold. I think maybe I
can have this tire fixed by the time
you get back."
"Want to come along, 'Tricia?"
Harold knew how I loved to hike.
But Bert settled the question.
"You heard me say 'Hurry,'
didn't you? I know how youjwo
would hurry. Stop to sing for the
birds and the bees, and gather cac-
tus plants and horned toads for
souvenirs to send back home. Ay
tank mebbe so you better go
"All right, Cheese — I mean
Chief." And Harold started off
in the opposite direction from the
one Art had taken.
"Anyway, you're my girl, see?"
Bert laughed as I sat down beside
him on the running board.
"You're going to sit right here and
hold these patches for me." I did.
For some reason we always did
just as Bert said for us to do.
patches to several holes made in
the tube by one murderous nail,
we pumped the tube up and held
our breath until we were sure it
was going to hold. Then we ex-
ecuted a little Indian war dance
all our own and began to look
for Harold. He'd been gone for
some time, surely long enough to
make that trip. We didn't want
our supper wandering around on
that lonely desert after dark. Fun-
ny how important a can of beans
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
Bert had the tire on. "Now,
if it just doesn't give way when
I let the car off the jack." Another
breathless moment ensued till Dob-
bin stood safely on its own feet.
"I feel like a mother watching
her child stand alone for the first
time," breathed Henry.
"Uh-huh. You look so very
motherly, Henry," remarked Dot.
Henry was much older than any of
the rest of us, and looked worse
for having gone three days without
"Never mind, young lady. You
look like something out of a waste-
basket yourself. Desert air is sup-
posed to put roses into one's
cheeks, but desert rain has washed
all the roses off yours."
Bert interrupted them. "Why
on earth doesn't that guy get here
with the eats? We could start
on now if he were here,"
E waited awhile,
then walked to the top of the near-
est raise. "Is that he?" I could
see a moving speck in the road.
Silence for a while, then Dot ex-
"Two what?" Henry wanted to
'That's what we all want to
know. Maybe he's' bringing Patri-
cia an Indian for a souvenir." Bert
had never liked my habit of col-
lecting relics since the day in Ash-
fork when I left a cactus plant on
the seat of the car. He would have
to pick that certain place to sit
The two specks turned out to be
a small Indian boy and a cow,
enroute from someplace to some-
place else. As he came near where
we stood, the boy stopped, looked
us over, then drove his cow off
the road and made a wide detour
around us. Henry's wife took a
look at her husband's whiskers
"That is an insult — when even
the Indians fight shy of us." We
agreed, but none of us felt like
joking. It was too dark to see
far now, and we were really wor-
"Better go after him," Bert de-
cided, starting back to the car. We
unloaded the car to spare the tires
as much as possible, then left Hen-
ry to watch while the rest of us
went to look for our belated sup-
per. Nothing was said until we
reached the trading-post where we
supposed Harold had gone. The
little old man who answered our
questions said he had seen no one,
"I was away for awhile," he went
on. "Maybe he missed me and
went on down to the Indian
school. It's about sixteen - miles
down the road, off to the right
about a mile. There's a store
We thanked him and went on,
but were puzzled. How could
Harold have known of the store,
and why would he go on that far
"Maybe his tummy was as
empty as mine," Dot suggested,
rubbing that organ, "so he decided
to go back to Gallup. How far
I had been in the front seat
watching the speedometer. "Only
about forty miles. That's a mere
nothing out here in this great
country where the men are braves
and the squaws do all the work."
W E finally reached
the road (if such it could be called)
that led to the school. "Heaven
spare our tires. We have no spare,"
Bert said solemnly as we swung
into the deep ruts and headed for
the group of lights we could see
in the distance. We jolted along
until we reached the whitewashed
fence that surrounded the build-
ings. Bert rushed in to ask for
news of our wandering boy. When
he returned we could see at once
that he had found out something.
"He said a boy was here and
got food and drinks. It must have
been Harold, but where could we
have missed him?"
"Don't ask me," was all the
help I could offer. "But maybe
he tried to take a short cut across
the desert instead of following
that crooked trail back to the high-
way. How long ago was he here?"
"Just after six. It's nearly nine
Very quietly we rode back to
the highway. It did no good to
try to see around us. The night
was black as pitch and there was
nothing to break the silence but
We turned back to the high-
way, and started back to see if
Henry had any better news. Sud-
enly a lone figure stepped into the
glare of our lights — a tired-look-
ing young man with rumpled hair.
He had a sack over his shoulder
and his face was anxious as he
waved to us to stop.
"Thank heavens!" breathed
Bert. Dot and I were beyond
We stopped within a few feet
of the man, who hurried to the
car and stood beside us, still too
dazzled by the lights to see any of
us clearly. "Pardon me, Mister,
but I wonder if you'd mind giving
me a lift for a matter of about
sixteen miles. There's some folks
up there waiting for me and their
We all laughed and Bert said,
"Well, Harold, I guess we might.
"Goodness! Is it really you?"
Harold was incredulous.
"It is. Welcome back to our
midst, Wanderer of the Waste-
lands. Give an account of your-
l.S we rode along, he
told us there had been no one at
the post except a man who was
watering his horse at a muddy pool
back of the building. This man
had told him of the school store.
"He said it was 'just a ways
farther', so I kept on going 'just
a ways farther' till I got there.
I got the grub and started to cut
across back to the highway. It
got dark all of a sudden, and I
got my directions hopelessly mixed.
The lights of a passing car guided
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me to the road, but somehow I
got started off wrong, walked
a long way, then a car stopped
and the driver asked me where I
was headed for. I said 'Colorado'
and he said, 'You'd better turn
around. We're headed for Ari-
zona.' I made a hasty retreat, and
not any too soon, I guess, or I'd
have missed you again."
We made short work of the
beans, bread, and soda pop after
we reached Henry. Then, piling
ourselves and baggage into the
schooner, we went merrily on our
"Art should be getting back this
far before long," Bert remarked
when we had gone several miles.
"It seems to be getting a habit
— worrying about these cross
country hikers," mused Henry.
"It's the tire I'm worrying
about right now," laughed Bert.
I wonder how long it will last."
As though in answer came the
old familiar "pop!"
"Not long, brother," said
Harold solemnly, as we pulled up
at the side of the road.
"Here we are," said Bert once
more, but this time without the
grand air. Instead, he draped his
feet over the steering wheel and
added, "Good night!"
"No chance to mend this one?"
"Nope — no more porous plas-
ters for weak tires."
We sat there in the intense
blackness, broken only by our
parking lights. Far off sounded
a mournful wail, and we specu-
lated as to whether it might be
coyotes or Indian whoopee.
"Art's apt to be scared stiff."
Bert was getting anxious now.
"I guess I shouldn't have sent him
alone, but I never dreamed he'd
have to walk far. There's sure not
much travel tonight."
"Shall I start ahead to meet
him?" Harold thought he hadn't
walked far enough for one day.
"Then we'd have to go hunting
you again. No, he's apt to come
in a car and then you'd never see
him. He's got the only flashlight
in the company, so he's safer out
there than any of us would be."
OO we just sat and
waited. "We ought to try to get
a nap if we're going to play to-
morrow," someone suggested. "I
wonder if we'll ever get there."
The rest of us wondered, too.
"I think we'd better take our
suitcases and strike out. These
flat tires give a darn sight more
trouble than flat feet would."
That was my opinion of the situ-
"It's not you girls who suffer
from the flat tires. We fellows
have to do all the dirty work."
"And we just sit out here in the
middle of this forsaken country
and enjoy the scenery."
But we couldn't enjoy even a
quarrel — which means that we
were "some worried."
"Pipe down, you, I need some
sleep." Bert was unquestionably
tired. He had done most of the
driving since we left Phoenix four
days before — four days filled with
flat tires. The last time we had
really rested was at Holbrook, two
night's before. The other nights
had been spent traveling. How
good a bed would look now!
One after the other we dropped
off to sleep, in spite of the fact
that we felt we must surely dream
of Indians and buzzards and
coyotes hovering around poor Art
out on the desert somewhere.
We were wakened from our
slumbers by the screech of brakes
as a car stopped beside us. Our
door was opened and Art's voice
"Well, of all the sleepy bunches!
This is a great way to welcome a
hero home." He turned and called,
"It's them all right," and the other
car drove off into the darkness.
We were all awake now, and
Art was buried under a deluge
of questions. "I rode into Ship-
rock, all right, but," he turned
accusingly to Bert," any poor sap
might have known we'd never be
able to get a Whippet tire there.
That's just an Indian settlement.
I had to go on to Farmington."
He struck an attitude worthy of
one who was about to impart
amazing information. "Ninety
miles little Artie went, just for a
tire for this boat."
We were properly impressed.
"Did you walk far?"
LT laughed. "No,
I rode almost all the way there.
I got the tire, hung it around my
neck, and started back. I'd gone
four or five miles when a man
stopped and asked if I was going
far. I told him, 'just about ninety
miles', and he looked at me rather
queerly, as if he thought it rather
unusual for a guy with a tire for
a necktie to start out on a jaunt
like that. He was going just two
miles, but that helped. Then I
had to walk for hours, I guess it
was, before I got a ride with the
folks that brought me here. I'd
have been here sooner, but" — he
made a wry face — "we had to stop
to fix a flat tire."
"They have nothing on us,"
Bert laughed. "So did we."
In a short time the new tire was
on, and we settled ourselves once
more. "I guess we can make it,"
Bert said, looking at his watch.
"I think our tires are good for the
rest of this trip." He looked
around and asked, "Are we here?"
"We are here," we responded,
and Harold added, "Let's see how
soon we can be somewhere else."
As we started on the long trail
once again, I turned and looked
at the two boys who were com-
paring notes in the back seat.
"You'd better see if you can't go
to sleep and get rested. We'll soon
be up in those gorgeous Colorado
mountains, and wouldn't it be fun
to go on a nice, long hike?"
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The Old Stage Road Crossing Skull Valley
On the Trail
KENNETH S. BENNION
see a stretch of earth or sky, we
hear a song or glimpse a passing
face, and the impressions are so
strong that they remain forever
I shall not forget the day — -it's
nearly thirty years ago — when I
rode to the top of a limestone peak
on the west side of Rush Valley
and looked out across the wide
desert that lay beyond, shimmer-
ing in the heat waves of an Au-
gust noon. A page of western
history lay before me. There were
Davis Mountain, Indian, the
Buttes, Granite, Dugway, and blue
against the western sky, the Deep
Creek Range, rising above the haze.
Between these landmarks lay the
desert floor — endless miles of gray
shadscale and white alkali.
Point Lookout lay a couple of
miles north of me, and from the
mouth of the canyon emerged a
white line that stretched away to
the westward. That was the trail
of the Overland Stage and the
UnDIMMED by the
passing years, the old road has
written its own record of achieve-
ment across the land it conquered.
It wakes the imagination. One
catches himself listening for the
clatter of wheels on a rocky ridge
or keeping a wary lookout for
Indians who might be lying in
ambush. But it's a generation ago
since the Lindberghs, the Posts and
Gattys of 1860 were pitted against
this wilderness in a most audacious
attempt to bring California within
a fortnight's travel of the Mis-
One stretch of the road ran
south from Salt Lake City for
twenty miles to the Point of the
Mountain. From there it swung
westward across the desert to the
Nevada line, a hundred and fifty
miles away. Stations along this
road were Joe Dugout's, Camp
Floyd, Five Mile Pass, Faust.
Point Lookout, Government
Wash, Simpson Springs, Riverbed,
Dugway, Fish Springs, Callao,
Canyon Station, Deep Creek, and
many others. Desert towns and
ranches mark the sites of some of
these stations, a few more remain
in ruins, and still others exist only
in the memories of a few old-
This stretch of country is al-
most all a barren wilderness, with
water at very rare intervals. Back
in the '60's there were few in-
habitants other than wandering
bands of Indians and a few — too
many — outlaw whites. To give
the coaches and the pony riders a
little more than an even break
against Indians and outlaws, Por-
ter Rockwell was hired to keep
things in order. He did it with a
.ANY stories are told
about his activities, some good and
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some bad. All are doubtless dis-
torted by this time. Some chron-
iclers would have us believe that
he was a master bandit himself,
especially gifted in the art of
double-crossing. Others, and by
far the majority, picture him as a
straight - shooting, quick - witted
forerunner of law and order. The
fact remains that he was bad medi-
cine for outlaws. To use his own
words, he never killed a man —
"that didn't need killing."
One story is told of a couple of
horsethieves who stole some valu-
able horses and followed the stage
road westward. Rockwell picked
up the trail and followed it to
Riverbed, about a hundred miles
southwest of Salt Lake. Here,
single-handed, he captured the
thieves and made them help drive
the horses back. As they neared
Point Lookout, a mountainous
a long way off. The three people
concerned are all dead, and there
were no witnesses. Who can say?
Those were the days of swift if
not always sure justice. Any way,
the well is still there — it has hard-
ly caved at all — and there is still
gold bullion from California. His
plans had been carefully laid and
his getaway was almost perfect.
But Rockwell found the trail and
followed it to a hidden cabin on
Cherry Creek, about twenty-five
miles off the road. Then for four
Ruins of Canyon
Station at the
mouth of Overland
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region, the story goes that Rock-
well found it necessary to shoot
both men and he dropped the
bodies down a deep well which
he had dug for just such purposes.
Rockwell's enemies say that the
shooting was not justifiable, and
that the well could tell a lot of
incriminating tales if it would. His
friends say that if he shot the out-
laws at all, he shot in self defense
or to prevent their escape. As for
the well, they say that it was dug
for water only. The year 1865 is
room in it for a whole grist of
horsethieves, bootleggers, gangsters,
etc. All that is lacking is a few
Porter Rockwells to bring them in.
Whatever else may be said of Por-
ter Rockwell, he was true to his
friends, and the country needed
men of his type.
concerns a lone bandit who held
up the stage in Point Lookout
and got away with a fortune in
days and nights, with almost no
food or water and with no sleep
at all, he watched the bandit. Fi-
nally the latter, feeling sure that
he had eluded pursuit, went to his
cache and dug up the gold. In-
stantly Rockwell "held him up"
and made him carry the bullion
back over the mountains toward
the stage road. Almost dead from
his four days' vigil, Rockwell took
the bandit to the winter ranch in
Skull Valley, left him in charge
of a ranch hand, and went to
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station was built on a bare, round-
ed ridge, just where the road drops
down a long dugway from the
bench to the bottom of the can-
yon. There was no cover near,
but the Indians waited in the bot-
sleep. During the night the bandit
got away. He disappeared with-
out a trace, but his sense of humor
proved to be his downfall. He
was an ex-telegraph operator, and
one day this message was sent
along the line:
"I am the man who robbed the
stage in Lookout. Rockwell got
the gold from me. See if you can
get it from him."
By a process of elimination
was found that the message had
been sent from Fort Bridger.
Rockwell went there, picked up
the trail again, and finally got
his man, in Butte, Montana.
Indians along this
desert stretch of road are report-
ed to have been comparatively
peaceful and even helpful at
times. However, there are plen-
ty of cases recorded to show that
they were bad enough. At Stage
Hollow, within twenty-five miles
of Salt Lake City, a party of In-
dians ambushed a stage coach. It
was so near to the long established
settlements that the driver was
making this leg of the run alone
and unarmed. The In-
dians tried to capture
him alive, but he
fought them off with
a monkey - wrench.
The Indians later told
that he put up a des-
perate fight, and that
they finally had to
shoot him from a dis-
tance to prevent his
killing some of them.
Farther west, in the
Fish Springs Moun-
tains, some soldiers
who had been sent to
guard the road killed
several Indians. Escap-
ing warriors spread
the news to the main tribe of torn of a deep draw about two
Goshutes in Deep Creek Valley, hundred yards to the south. In
Friends and relatives determined the morning six men came out
Orin Porter Rockwell
Rockwell's Well at Point Lookout
to avenge the death of the slain
Indians. A party of them rode
up into the high Deep Creek
Range. When night came on
they climbed over the top and
traveled northward, parallel to the
mountains, to the mouth of Over-
land Canyon. Here was located
an important station that com-
manded a view of the road from
the summit, a few miles westward,
to the Fish Springs Mountains,
twenty miles to the east. The
of the bunkhouse. Five went to
tend the stock, and the other to
prepare breakfast in a dugout built
just under the brow of the hill on
the side away from the Indians.
The five attendants finished their
work, looked over the country, but
saw nothing, and went to the dug-
out for breakfast, leaving their
guns in the bunkhouse. The In-
dians quickly climbed the hill, and
with a yell charged down on the
dugout. Four of the men were
killed where they sat, but two
broke through the doorway and
raced for the canyon. These were
riddled with bullets within fifty
Indians in Deep
Creek and Ruby valley caused con-
siderable trouble. At one time
they were barely prevented from
attacking Deep Creek, or Ibapah,
itself, which was even then quite
a large farming community.
The warriors were considerably
daunted by the fearless, un-
yielding attitude of Howard
Egan and a few others of his
stamp, and finally moved on up
the valley. A little later clouds
of smoke were seen to the west-
ward, and the people knew that
the station about eight miles
west of the town, on the Ne-
vada line, had been attacked.
While the posse was gathering,
a cloud of dust appeared along the
road and the east-bound stage came
racing in, a passenger guiding the
six frightened horses. Another
passenger was crumpled up in the
forward boot with a bullet in his
head. The stage had
been just ready to
leave when the attack
occurred. The driver
had been killed and
the passenger wounded
by two of the first
shots. The other pas-
senger had grabbed the
lines and miraculously
escaped with his
When the posse
reached the station,
they found only
smoking ruins and the
scalped bodies of four
The wounded passenger, though
part of his skull was shot away,
survived, and after a month or so
resumed his journey eastward, ap-
parently as well and strong as ever.
pioneer and pony express rider, had
many encounters with hostile In-
dians and in every case either out-
witted them, out-fought them, or
by the most audacious display of
utter fearlessness prevented trouble.
On one occasion he felt sure that
the Indians were planning to trap
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him somewhere along his run. He
rode warily, and just before he
reached a certain sharp turn in
Overland Canyon, he sensed dan-
ger. Checking his horse, he peered
around the bend and saw a party
of Indians crouching in the brush,
waiting for him. If he had come
down the road at his usual fast
gallop he would have ridden right
into their trap. He withdrew a
little to consider. The canyon
walls were so steep that he could
not leave the road. The only
other canyon he could follow was
some six miles out of his way, and
if the Indians were really deter-
mined to capture him, they would
no doubt have that guarded also.
So he pulled out both his pistols,
drove the spurs into his horse's
flanks and with a wild yell burst
around the curve, both guns a-
roaring. Out of the tail of his
eye he saw Indians falling over
each other in a frantic attempt to
reach shelter. In a moment Egan
had rounded the next sharp turn
and was safe again.
The Indians told him later that
the ambush was no play party.
They were out to get his scalp.
But when he charged around the
point like a cannon ball, they
thought a whole army was right
t)UCH tales might be
recounted almost endlessly. Some
have been recorded, others still ex-
ist in the West's great unwritten
history, and still others have been
forgotten. Sixty years have passed
since the last concord coach climbed
to the top of Lookout and started
the long trip across the desert. But
the old road remains, like the
abandoned stream-bed of a shifting
river. The shadscale have closed
in a little, and storms have washed
out the road in places. At inter-
vals one comes across other evi-
dences of the days when the Over-
land Stage and the Pony Express
were among the greatest institu-
tions of the West. Old buildings
and cedar-post corrals remain at
the Faust Ranch, sixty miles south-
west of Salt Lake. Here Dr.
Faust, a notable character of the
Great Basin, maintained a large
ranch and a sort of "division
point" on the road. This ranch
was one of Porter Rockwell's head-
quarters. There is still a tiny
cemetery here, on a bare hill beside
the present state highway. Some
of the forgotten mounds bear mute
testimony to the swift justice of
those days, and some represent the
desert's toll of travelers and set-
At Simpson Springs, thirty
miles farther west, part of the old
rock station house is standing, and
a few years ago the disabled run-
ning-gear of a coach stood in a
corner of the fence. It is gone
now. Probably some sheepherder
in distress commandeered it, re-
conditioned it with twentieth cen-
tury baling wire, and put it into
service as an emergency commis-
'NE may still find
pieces of wire and the stumps of
poles, relics of the first transconti-
nental telegraph line. In fact
every mile of the road fairly teems
with interest. This is especially
true on a clear night, with a full
moon flooding the desert with a
light almost as bright as that of
day. The long, straight road lead-
ing down from Simpson to River-
bed stands out on such a night
with startling clearness. Indian
Mountain, the Buttes, Table and
Dugway mountains stand at at-
tention in the weird light. The
whole desert seems tense, as if
Mormon Boy C
When Mortensen goes into the
1932 Olympic Games as the fav-
orite to win the all-around title,
some interesting data on his ability
as compared to that of Richards
will have been provided. Mean-
while Coach Dean Cromwell an-
ticipates that his star protege will
be even better in the Olympics
than he was this season in the
A. A. U. games.
T\ URING the school session,
■ L ^ Mortensen teaches physical
education and coaches the athletic
teams of the Riverside Junior col-
lege in California. Since he finished
his collegiate career in 1930, Jesse
has represented the Los Angeles
Athletic club in its track and bas-
ketball campaigns. His pleasing
personality and fine physique at-
tract the spectators immediately.
Six feet, two inches in height and
weighing 185 pounds, he stands
waiting expectantly for some-
thing; and one finds himself scan-
ning earnestly the far-off shadows
that seem to form and move, and
then dissolve again, down the
broad white road toward Riverbed.
A few days ago I left my car
and walked along the road a little
way to take a picture. Suddenly
I heard a strange noise for such
surroundings. Looking upward,
I saw a mail plane droning across
the sky on its way to the coast.
It carried letters at five cents each,
and averaged more than a hundred
miles an hour, rain or shine, in
comparative security. I was stand-
ing on the road where but a few
short years ago the pony express
broke all speed records, carrying
letters at five dollars apiece, doing
well to average fifteen or sixteen
miles an hour, in favorable weath-
er and traveling in anything but
The Overland Stage and the
Pony Express were short lived,
but they performed a priceless ser-
vice to the West, and to travel
over the old road now is like pay-
ing a visit to some great hero of
the past who still lives, though
his period of glorious activity is
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out as the model American speci-
At home in Thatcher, Ameri-
ca's greatest athlete is a leader in
the male chorus of the Mutual
Improvement Association and an
active scout leader. What a break
for the boy scouts of Thatcher,
to have a world's champion for
One of Mortensen' s best boost-
ers is Jesse A. Udall, bishop of
Thatcher ward, who expresses his
admiration for his youthful but
nevertheless famous member in
"The people of Thatcher ward
and the 'Mormon' folks of Ari-
zona generally are very proud of
the athletic accomplishments of
this young man and of Jesse
Mortensen, himself. In his mod-
est, gentlemanly manner he has
made numerous friends for himself
and the members of the Church in
Daughter of Martha
"What would you like, my dear,
m a gift from us?" The lady was
as nice as she was beautiful,
lovely as her clothes.
the Kirkman family safely estab-
lished in a one-room log house,
with a lean-to where the four boys
slept. The finding of the precious
five hundred dollars had made the
home possible. Who was there to
comment on the width of the floor
boards, or to cast disparaging re-
marks about the dirt roof? Who
else could boast better than four
IVY WILLIAMS STONE
pane windows! Gloria felt a
pardonable pride in this new
home; a board floor to keep spot-
lessly scrubbed; a step-stove to
Margaret Kirkman had never
seen snow. The first was attract-
ive and fascinating, but as it gath-
ered for months, piling against
the lone window, drifting under
the floor, clinging to the stove
wood and chilling her to the mar-
row, she needed to remember how
it packed in the mountains and
made crops possible another year.
Margaret Kirkman had never done
a washing. The black Kafir wo-
men in Africa had been faithful,
if slow, servants. Now came the
necessity for home-made soaps, for
carrying water and heating it, for
boiling tree barks to make a blue-
ing, for grating potatoes to make
starch. The boys had to have
heavy woolen socks to meet the
severe cold, and this task fell to
the nimble-fingered Gloria. She
soon mastered the technique of
needles and stitches and with the
coming of spring she allotted her-
self a "sock a day." As she herded
the cows on the nearby hills, her
fingers automatically guided the
needles, while her thoughts wan-
dered through kaleidoscopic glory.
She wanted to learn, to study, to
read — there were marvelous tales
in books — doors that opened to
new worlds. That famous Jenny
Lind had been a little girl with a
voice. Gloria tried her voice on
•church hymns, but a robin she had
been watching fled in surprise, and
the echo was unpleasant.
Grinding wheat in
a coffee mill for flour, carding,
spinning and dyeing wool for the
weavers, dressing the game which
her brothers caught, making can-
dles from tallow, gathering k and
drying berries for winter — these
constituted her tasks. She ate her
coarse foods with a youthful zest,
although she did not know that
dandelion greens contained any es-
sential vitamins. She filled her
pockets with whole wheat when
she went to herd, unmindful of
the calories of energy which it con-
tained. She only knew that she
was young and joyous and happy,
that life in the mountains was
very busy and very sweet.
In May of sixty-five came the
news of the close of the Civil War.
Margaret Kirkman could not un-
derstand why negroes should be
free men. Equal rights with the
white race! She shuddered, re-
membering the black Kafirs and
the atrocities they committed.
"I'm glad we're far beyond
them," she rejoiced.
"I wonder what Confederate
currency is worth now," grinned
Stephen, remembering the shark-
ster who had tried to make the
Following quickly came the
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news of the death of President
Lincoln. An actor had become a
murderer. Gloria, who had been
practicing elocution with secret
ambitions as she herded the cows
and knitted, felt a sudden shame.
Did all actors turn into murderers?
The hillside had been her stage;
the cows her audience, the sego
lillies her bouquets. It was weeks
before she resumed rehearsals.
1 Gloria the daily
passage of the stage was an im-
portant event. The red and green
coaches, the galloping horses, the
debonair drivers, the armed guards
waving their Colts, and the fash-
ionably dressed passengers repre-
sented a life beyond the hills. She
had been obliged to watch and
admire this daily event from the
hills as she guarded the flock. Oc-
casionally some thoughtful person
returned the waved greeting of the
child. On her fourteenth birthday
her brother George left his wood-
cutting and tended the herd while
Gloria celebrated by "dressing
up," and visiting the stage station.
She had a daring hope. If one
of those marvelous ladies spoke to
her, she would give her an arrow-
head. Several perfect ones clinked
in her pocket as she hurried along.
1 HE four horse equip-
page rolled into the station at what
seemed a terrific speed, the mail
bags swinging, the horses frothing,
the driver waving his whip. He
was a magnificent person in a linen
duster, with a broad-rimmed hat
and yellow gloves. He tossed his
reins to an admiring lackey, who
hung greedily upon his faintest
smile. The horses were flecked
with foam. They had galloped
ten miles. The guard laid down
his shot-gun and two revolvers.
Inside the coach, ladies with their
hair confined in "water fall" nets,
shook out their long bustled skirts
and smoothed down their tight
Such marvelous colors— blue and
brown and plum! What wondrous
ruffles and flounces. The men were
all bearded and erect, with braid
decorated coats. Every passenger
and every detail of the coach repre-
sented a life which was withheld
from the eager Gloria, and which
rshe yearned to experience.
What possbile treasure might be
hidden in those dusty mail bags?
Gold, maybe, from San Francisco.
How rich these people must be to
pay two hundred dollars for the
trip East. How like lightning they
traveled, taking only sixteen days
from 'Frisco to St. Louis.
A kindly-faced woman smiled
at Gloria. She did not see the
homespun dress nor the coarse,
heavy shoes. She saw only hair
of gold above a beautiful, eager,
"What a glorious crown!" she
cried. "Look, Edgar."
Edgar was engrossed in a book.
"A desert crown," he smiled ab-
"Would you like an arrow
head?" Gloria was surprised at her
own courage, as she offered a
choice, perfect flint.
1 HE lady cried out
with delight, while the other pas-
sengers exclaimed and admired.
The gentleman called Edgar
reached toward his pocket.
"I suppose you want money?"
his voice carried the cynicism of
the traveler. But Gloria created
a sensation by shaking her head.
"What would you like, my
dear, as a gift from us?" The
lady was as nice as she was beauti-
ful, as lovely as her clothes. Gloria
could only point at the book
which the man held, for speech
had deserted her.
"Why, Edgar, the child wants
your old book. Milton would be
gratified to know a child of the
desert wants his poems."
The man called Edgar became
serious. "We will send you books
from St. Louis, little girl. Books
Glorfa stood petrified, knowing that
a telltale streak of smoke from the chimney
had showed the house was not deserted.
you can read. Books for girls."
In her gratitude Gloria put her
remaining arrow heads into their
The hostlers came out with
fresh horses. The driver climbed
leisurely to his seat, and deigned
to accept the reins which were
held up to fcim. A red tassel
gleamed on the tip of the long
whip which he cracked dexterous-
ly over the heads of the impatient
steeds. Just at that crucial mo-
ment Stephen Kirkman's slow,
lumbering oxen pulled in from
the cross road, dragging some
hardgotten fire logs.
Instantly the driver
became angry that a native had
dared to cross his path. He cracked
the long, tasseled whip menacing-
ly toward Stephen and cried rau-
"Clar the road! Get out of my
way with your bull team!"
A second time the whip came
dangerously near Stephen, who
could not increase the speed of his
oxen. As the driver made ready
to swing the whip a third time,
it made a downward sweeps 'ere
he raised his arm. As though she
had been trained for the part,
Gloria displayed a marvelous agil-
ity. With a sudden upward leap
she caught the whip in a viselike
grip and instantly wrenched it
from the hand of the surprised
driver. The little pug nose di-
lated with anger, and deep red
suffused her face and neck as she
"Don't you dare strike my
"Give me that whip!" ordered
Gloria glanced quickly toward
Stephen, who was now nearly
over the street.
"Come and get it," she called
and tossed the disputed leather in-
to the dust, as she darted to Ste-
phen for protection.
A hostler picked up the whip,
cleaned it on his own shirt, and
handed it to the driver. The
whip cracked, the stage jolted and
they were off.
For days Gloria Kirkman was
the talk of the little village. She
had dared to thwart a stage driver!
Why, they could dispense favors
or punishment as they willed.
They exerted a real power. Who
else but the flame-haired Gloria
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would dare to cross a wearer of
lemon colored gloves?
/xFTER what seemed
ages to the eager child, packages
bearing an enormous postage be-
gan to arrive. They were addressed
merely to "The little girl who
wears a golden crown." Uncle
Tom's Cabin, McGuffy's Com-
plete Readers, a book on natural
science, Ray's Arithmetic, Wil-
son's Speller and Whittier's
Poems. Through the long win-
ter Gloria knitted with fresh
energy that she might have more
time for the precious books. She
taxed the family's supply of can-
dles as she studied and memorized.
She spelled down her brothers and
all the other children of the village.
The days were too short for the
things she wanted to learn.
Spring brought news of the In-
dian depredations in southern
Utah. Margaret Kirkman became
pale and ate even less than usual.
When the call came for enlistments
the four Kirkman boys, all tall
and bronzed and skilled riflemen,
marched away. Their mother did
not try to stop them, but gave
them a copy book for letter paper.
She bit her lips to restrain emo-
tion. Gloria trembled as she tried
to fashion neat bundles of the
socks she had knit for them. Black
men — white men — red men; what
difference did it make when the
lust to kill filled their hearts?
"Indians are as wicked as the
Kafirs," whispered Margaret Kirk-
man. "Their scalping knives are
as deadly as the assagais. Only a
month ago they killed fifteen men
in a stage station in Colorado."
The necessity for labor gave
Gloria no time to lament her
brothers' absence. She and her
mother had to plow the field and
seed the precious wheat. In a short
time their supply of wood was
.exhausted, and Gloria had to
gather oak brush for fuel. The
early drought made irrigation
necessary. While she guided the
cold snow water over the fields
and milked the one cow and
guarded the sheep as they foraged,
Gloria dreamed of better days to
come. She felt all the emotions
which had stirred Maud Muller
when she raked her father's field:
"A wish that she hardly dared to own
For something better than she had
OHE wanted better
things than her life offered. She
wanted beauty in all her surround-
ings. Books were her crying pas-
sion. A chance to study, to learn,
to experience all emotions. Her
youth and vigor and health cried
out for expression. The arithmetic
was memorized ; the copy of Whit-
tier's was worn from usage; the
McGuffy readers had whetted her
appetite for broader vistas. Even
in her youth she had read and
re-read the Book of Mormon.
The wheat was beginning to
head before the boys came back
"/ need you, Crown of Glory," he
pleaded. More than his words, Gloria
noticed his collar had been scorched in
stood the real test. The Boer named
Jacobs sold his farm for fifty times its
previous value. Another stone was found
on the Vaal River. Twenty-two carats.
Diamonds have been found where Gloria
was born. I enclose a five pound note.
I will see how quickly I can get rich and
bring it all to my family in Utah.
1 HERE was no money
in the letter. As they read this
startling news, Gloria and her
mother sat at a rough pine table,
lighted by a flickering candle. The
four chairs were home-made, their
bed was a straw tick on rope slats.
The fire in the stepstove was ex-
tinguished to save fuel. Outside,
the lone cow mooed plaintively
and a distant coyote howled his
"O, Mother," cried Gloria ro-
mantically, "why didn't we stay?
Diamonds, on the very spot where
I was born!"
"Diamonds are not life — Gloria
— nor religion. Here we can wor-
ship in freedom. Here we, at least
are safe. What behooves riches
when you are dead? Perhaps your
father will bring you some dia-
monds when he comes. If our
sons return safely, they will be
all the riches I crave."
A. FEW days later
when the entire settlement except
Gloria had gone to watch "Drill
Day," she saw a band of Indians
grounding the dugway which led
into the village. They were an
entire tribe — moving. Tent poles,
pack horses, squaws, papooses,
painted warriors, flies and dust.
Gloria had been spinning and sing-
"Forty threads make a knot — "
"He spoke to the River Tiber
that rolls on to the sea;"
"Ten knots make a skein—"
"How big was Alexander, Pa,
from their ninety days' enlistment.
The letters from her father in far ♦ was he so very high?"
away Africa were few and irregu- She stopped abruptly, the
lar, and were always torn and height of King Alexander frozen
opened upon arrival. He spoke upon her lips. The Indians were
of coming soon, but always some- stopping. A squaw was coming
thing intervened. Every letter
contained a reference to enclosed
money, but it never reached its
destination. Now, while his sons
toward the house, carrying a pa-
poose. Finally a young Indian
dismounted and overtook her.
Gloria rushed to the one window
were away fighting Indians, John and dropped the muslin curtain.
wrote of wonderful
"A marvelous thing has happened to
our Africa. A Boer's child hunted pretty
rocks on a river bank. One especially
attractive proved to be a diamond. It
She fastened the single door with
the green drop pole. Then she
waited and prayed, remembering
the Indian who had sought to buy
her on the plains. As the squaw
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By E. W. TAYLOR
Illustrated by Fielding K. Smith
HE great church
was overlaid with a black hush;
inside were many people praying.
A Bishop stood with calm fea-
tures. The majesty of .his office
was impressed upon the listeners.
Then he spoke a few words of
comfort to the bereaved, who lis-
tened with bared souls.
"He was a man of God," said
the Bishop with a glance at the
flower-enshrouded coffin. "Is there
more that man can say?"
Mrs. Merrilla Jackson heard him
with hard bright eyes. It was her
brother who was dead. Instead
of weeping she stared very, very
hard at the fluttering candles. They
seemed symbolic of life's frailty.
A little gust of wind. . . . She
found herself gripping the psalm
book with a tightness that paled
her knuckles to a blue white.
OHE was a New Eng-
lander, staunch in her beliefs; firm-
ly convinced of the superiority of
her parentage, the best Bostonian
extract. She was primly conscious
of the sixty years which hung
upon her with dignified grace like
mellow sunlight upon old oak.
There was something about her
that suggested oak, well seasoned
and hardy — almost harsh. Beside
her sat an only daughter, not duly
impressed by an uncle's death.
The organ was playing now.
Silvery peals of music, the love-
liest of all pieces ■ — - at least so
thought Merrilla. Largo! Of all
the lofty strains from Handel, the
tender notes from Largo inspired
her the most. Suddenly the high
poise of her head lowered; tears
flowed freely. Strange enough
Merrilla could not have told
whether it was from sorrow which
she was weeping or the voice of
music throbbing and probing on
a tender chord in her breast.
Her daughter sat somber-eyed
and silent, evidently wishing that
the service would end. The re-
lationship between mother and
daughter was not of complete un-
derstanding. Mary was too mod-
ern. She had a will of her own,
went where she pleased and chose
har own friends. Not that Mrs.
Jackson did not
have implicit faith
in her daughter. She
placed too much
trust in her only
child. And Mary
was a dutiful and
moral child. But —
she had a mind of
her own'. . . .
ing room Merrilla
from her reading by
the sound of laugh-
ter coming from the
garden. She frown-
ed in contemplation
of the source of that
laughter, a young
man who had often
frequented the old
mansion. He was a
nice young man,
but evidently not
the right sort for
Mary to associate
with. Mrs. Jackson
often frowned at
Mary's friends. But
Mrs. Jackson was
not always consult-
ed. She harbored
about the youngster
but did not know
just what she could
do to remedy the
source of her irrita-
tion. The premoni-
tion of coming dis-
aster haunted her.
She hardly knew
the fellow — in fact
she knew nothing
about him, not the
least thing. All
she could do was wait.
It came on a Sunday evening.
She was reading a book. His
golden hair and ruddy cheeks faced
her from the door which was half
closed behind him.
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"What do you want?" she
asked with a faint trace of severity.
He walked toward her, planted
his feet wide apart, and thrust a
squared jaw forward.
"I want your permission to
marry your daughter," he said.
1 HERE ensued a silence
marred only by the quick sound
of Mrs. Jackson sharply inhaling
her breath. It had come!
"I thought that you should
know," the young man went on
softly. "You see we are in love.
I — er — she loves me and we want
to be married."
"Well — " she demanded irri-
tably. "Go on."
"There isn't any more to say,"
answered the young man with
astounding simplicity. "Mary
"Mary loves you?" repeated the
woman, still somewhat unnerved
by the information.
She inspected her visitor more
closely. She noted a pair of deep
blue eyes full of boyish unsophis-
tication which somehow grated
"puu uti. nerves. juiu) sue xiiuat
be dreaming. It couldn't be true.
"Don't you think that this has
gone far enough?" she smiled. The
smile was not altogether a pleas-
ant one; she might have been dis-
missing an inefficient servant.
"No ma'am, I don't think it
has. It is being married that I've
come to see you about."
"Where is Mary?" asked the
The young man nodded to-
wards the next room. "In there."
that was threatening to burst forth
in an avalanche of blame.
"Mary!" she began. "What is
the meaning of this? Tell me
it isn't true. Tell me that this
young fool is only playing a joke
.ARY leveled a steady
glance upon her mother. "It's
true. I love him — -we love each
other. Now mother, be a good
sport and take it standing up."
"But what do you know about
him? Who is he? Where did
he come from? I couldn't permit
such a thing. No; I won't hear of
it," Merrilla stormed.
The young man appeared con-
fident. "I think that I can an-
swer all of those questions satis-
( factorily. My name is John —
John Burns. I haven't very much
money but I am making a good
enough salary to start out jon.
You see I am an engineer."
Merrilla was seemingly unim-
pressed by this disclosure. In fact
she glowered in a manner most
"Now — as to where I am from.
We — -that's easy. I am from
thought rapidly. Could it be pos-
sible that she was to lose her
daughter to this uncultured fel-
low? She raised her voice.
"Mary; come here!"
A head appeared immediately
from behind a door- — an oaken
door .massive and imposing. The
head was golden like that of the
boy. The smile was frank and
open — although a little worried.
Following the golden head there
appeared a slim girlish body that
was redundant with youthful
Then Mrs. Jackson looked at
her daughter reproachfully, which
for a moment smothered the anger
lifted her head with surprise
stamped upon every feature. From
Utah. That was interesting. Did
he by any chance know any Mor-
mons? Of course he did. He
was probably acquainted with a
great many. A swift suspicion
poisoned her mind.
"I don't think that in this day
and age that it should make any
difference," the fellow continued.
"But- — well, you see, I am a Mor-
mon — a full fledged one."
Mrs. Jackson gasped. This was
too much. At first she thought
that she was going to faint. After
a moment of giddy and sickening
struggle to free herself from this
dream — it must fbe a dream, ;a
horrible nightmare — she regained
a fair measure of her self-control.
She confronted her daughter with
fear in her eyes.
"And you? What are you
thinking of? Are you out of your
The girl shook her head grave-
ly. "No; I think that I know
full well what I am doing. I
think that I shall join the Church
myself. I am quite convinced that
it is the greatest thing in the
This revelation caused Mrs.
Merrilla Jackson to feel like
screaming. But she only sat down
and regarded her daughter with a
vacant stare. Horror reigned
within her soul. A devastating
feeling of impotency strangled the
words that rose to condemn.
stared bitterly at the destiny that
mocked her. More and more she
turned to music to seek the com-
fort of soul that was somehow
denied her. In distant Utah her
only daughter had made a home.
She had even joined a detested
Church. Estrangement and sep-
aration had followed. Could she
Tonight she was to listen to a
great symphony orchestra with its
incomparable leader from across
the sea, Leiden. He stepped upon
the stage with an elaborate bow.
The first strains that swept
through the great hall were those
of Largo. Merrilla listened with
pounding pulse. It came to her
as a tonic. It swept away the
barriers to her soul. She found
herself biting a lower lip in an
effort to keep back the tears that
gathered in her eyes. A strange
fire burned in her heart.
But after that wonderful dem-
onstration of harmony she found
herself again troubled and deso-
lated. Largo passed like a dream.
N a gloomy rainy
Monday in late September Mer-
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"He picked up the poor, water-drenched
gal as she waz jest comin to."
Trailer of Evergreen
LIEUTENANT SIDNEY DEGREY
Illustrated by Fielding K. Smith
LD Jasper Thomas's
dog, I figger, was jest about as
rightly named "Trailer" as he
could be, fer he'd trail old Jasper
all over Evergreen. The lively-
bird dog and Jasper, it jest seems,
wuz alius together. You could
hardly see one without seein'
Wal, sir, you know, it wuz a
strange thing that brought Trailer
to Evergreen. The town of Ever-
green, where I run a barber shop,
has a pop'lation of about seven
hundred souls, and it's a purty
progressive settlement — I can say
that without exaggeratin' a bit.
O' course, you know, business has
been a bit slow recent months, but
tourists what stop at my shop to
get their hair cut and get them-
selves slicked up, tell me that it's
that-a-way all over the nation.
There ain't a paper published
around here but we know what
goes on 'cause Evergreen is right
on the transcontinental highway
and it's the county seat of Elk
County, too. I've seed the tour-
ists get out their maps when they
stop here at Evergreen and ask
someone standin' by if this wuz
Evergreen, but they ain't long a
findin* out fer shore, 'cause jest
after they turn the bend, they see
the court house and they know
that this is the county seat. Old
Eph Harwood wuz asked that so
many times that he has the an-
swer afore they ask the question.
Eph is so everlastin'ly hard of
hearin' that he couldn't hear what
they said anyhow.
MOST of the people
here is farmers. We've a cannin'
plant and durin' the season some
strangers are put to work. And
then, too, Jabez Smith and his four
sons run a dairy close to town that
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hires five men stiddy and a few
more when business conditions
make it worth his while. Conrad
Olson moved here from Minnesota
four years back and started a
critter all huddled up and seemin'
to be waitin' for his master to
come back and pick him up. When
the dog spied Jasper, he walked
up to him delighted-like and old
butcher shop and he has done well Jasper patted his soft, flossy coat
from the very start. Matilda and they wuz friends right away.
Beckman has a good millinery Kind-hearted old Jasper took the
'stablishment, which her Aunt
Selina handed down to her, and
George Benson, son of old Abra-
ham, who had a lot of learnin'
in Kansas City, runs the drug store.
The post office ain't very busy
now, so Rube Kane takes care of
it his'elf. Hi Carter used to be
homeless dog over to Conrad's
meat market and saw to it that
he had a square meal.
There wuzn't nobody could
separate them two — except, it wuz
Mary Catherine, old Jasper's
daughter. I don't know how it
wuz, unless she inherited it from
a blacksmith but a few years back her dad, but Mary Catherine liked
he turned auto mechanic. Bein'
on the highway, Hi picks up lots
of money from them as has their
autos go splutterfuss. In fact, I
think Hi is about as prosperous
a citizen as lives in Evergreen.
Wal, gettin' back to the dog.
'Bout the only way I could 'count
fer his bein' here wuz that he
must uv fell off a car passin*
all kinds of shootin', and I guess
Trailer liked her for that reason.
ULD Jasper had sent
Mary Catherine to Kansas City to
get some learnin' but she wuz a
lot different to most of them col-
lege gals she mixed with there.
She took after Jasper a lot; had
through Evergreen, and I 'found his mischievous brown eyes. When
that I wuz right. I'll tell you she laughed, and she wuz alius
how it happened. laughin,' you could shore see old
Jasper's laugh in her. She wuz
Osort o' slender, had auburnish hair
NE of them army and wuz the purtiest gal in Ever-
•officers, a Lieutenant Jackson, wuz green. Leastways I alius thought
a goin' through here with his dog
a sittin' on the, runnin' board of
his car, and jest as he turned the
bend to the left, the dog jest
I heerd that this officer wuz
so. She shore looked right smart
when she was all decked out in
her huntin' clothes. Ever since
she wuz a little tot, Jasper took
her with him a shootin' ducks,
and the kid, she jest got to love it.
she organized the first gal's rifle
and pistol team at school and
ever'body kinda liked her tom-boy-
She alius came home fer two
weeks at Christmas time to be with
her folks and to get in on the duck
shootin' on the lake. So this cer-
tain season she came to Evergreen
about two weeks afore Christmas
and wuz goin' out to the lake
about as often as the duck club
would let her. O' course, ever'-
time she'd go, Trailer went along
with her and retrieved her shoot.
Jasper couldn't alius go, 'cause he
was justice of the peace and town
marshal and his business some-
times kep' him from it. But you
couldn't keep the dog from goin'
with the gal.
Wal, sir, you know there wuz
two of them army officers came
down from Fort Leavenworth,
havin' heerd that there wuz some
shootin' a goin' on hereabouts,
and, say, one of them wuz Lieu-
tenant Jackson. He looked fine,
too, all slicked up in his uniform.
They figgered that the justice of
the peace knowed how they could
get in on the shoot, and so they
called on Jasper. Wal, o' course,
Jasper told 'em you had to be a
member of the gun club afore you
could shoot, but bein' secretary of
the club he could give 'em guest
privilege and so he fixed them up
transferred from a post in Wy- The other gals 'round here used
•omin' to Fort Leavenworth, up to say that she wuz a torn-boy,
in the north end of the state. They but she wuz shore there on gettin'
say that while the young feller
wuz in Wyomin' he up and
bought this dog from some
breeder who gave him some
fancy papers attestin' that he
wuz a purebred and this dog,
he shore did look like one, fer
I never seed a better Irish Wa-
ter Spaniel in these parts, and
I have seed a lot of 'em 'cause
these city sports come to the
Evergreen Gun Club fer duck
shootin' on the lake when the
season is on, and bring some
purty slick dogs along with
them to retrieve the ducks, y^
This here dog, Trailer, had a \|:
light smart head, full of curls,
with long ears and a liver-col-
ored coat that shone like sixty.
Wal, sir, you know Jasper
wuz on his way to his office
in the court house, one freezin'
cold November mornin' when
he run across the poor little
her limit of ducks.
When she went away to school,
"Trailer of Evergreen'
ASPER'S wife wuz
dead, but recent years the Widder
Clark had boarded him. O' course,
Jasper kep' house the best way he
could when his daughter wuz
away, but the Widder Clark,
she wuz kinda sweet on him.
She mended his socks and such-
like, and she alius knowed the
best way to cook ducks — like
his wife had done.
Wal, Jasper up and invited
the officers to shoot the next
mornin', which was two days
afore Christmas, with his
daughter Mary Catherine and
It jest seemed that when
Lieutenant Jackson first seed
Mary Catherine he couldn't
help but take a likin' to her,
but the funny part of it wuz
that the dog had somethin'
to do with bringin' 'em to-
gether and I'll tell you how it
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Mind you, the lieutenant never
knowed where he lost Trailer, but
when they wuz all ready to start
in the mornin', Mary Catherine
called Trailer and what do you
think happened. Trailer made a
bee line right straight to Lieuten-
ant Jackson, jumped up on him
and barked as if he wuz tickled to
death. He hadn't f ergot his old
master. Then Jasper 'splained to
the officer how he had found the
dog and taken care of him ever
since. O' course, the Lieutenant
wuz glad to see his old dog, but
natchurly said that he wuz goin'
to leave him fer Jasper and Mary
Catherine, 'cause he figgered the
dog rightly belonged to them.
1 HEY all went to the
Widder Clark's fer breakfast. She
had her house all slicked up with
Christmas decorations, such as hol-
ly and bells a hangin' all over.
The widder alius liked to make a
show 'round Christmas time. We
all liked her. She had a big heart
— social-like — and ever'body wuz
welcome to her house,
Wal, they piled their guns, de-
coys and such-like into Lieutenant
Jackson's sedan. Jasper had bor-
ried two more dogs. They drove
out to the lake, Mary Catherine a
sittin' in the front seat 'cause the
officer had invited her to.
It ain't but 'bout four miles to
the lake and if the road ain't got
too much snow on it or ain't been
frozen, you can make it in 'bout
The blinds out there on the lake
are 'bout two blocks 'part from
one another. Tullies were put
'round the pits so all they had to
do wuz to put out their decoys
and wait fer the ducks. Mary
Catherine took the blind she wuz
most used to at the far end; Lieu-
tenant Jackson, he wuz next to her
and then Jasper and the other army
Wal, sir, every one was gettin'
a good shoot, but fer some reason,
Mary Catherine wuzn't lucky, so
she figgered she'd better move over
to 'nother blind. She wuz walk-
ing along to the next one, when
all of a sudden- — blooey! She fell
into an old sink box that wuz
jest coated with water and when
she fell, she hit her right knee and
her forehead so hard that it
knocked her unconscious.
Now, that dog, Trailer, he wuz
right close by her and he seed her
perdicament. As fast as the little
critter could, he run to Lieutenant
Jackson, jest a barkin' fer all he
1 HE officer jest couldn't
Jigger what in tarnation wuz the
matter, but when the dog jumped
up and grabbed his arm and run
the same way he came, why then
he knowed that he meant fer him
to foller. So he run full speed
to where Mary Catherine lay, the
dog a leadin' him all the way.
He picked up the pore, water-
drenched gal as she wuz jest comin'
to, and rushed her to his sedan.
She wuz nearly froze when she
got there, but he wrapped the
blankets they brought with them
'round her and speeded up his
car, fast as he could to the Widder
The widder lost no time and
purty soon she had some of her
own dry clothes on Mary Cather-
ine, put her to bed, and dressed
her wounds. They called old Doc'
Sprague but the gal, she wuz all
right, 'cept she wuz exposed to
the cold so much that there wuz
danger of somethin' goin' wrong
afterward. The widder kep' her
in bed the next day and that night
she set up and ever-body made it
seem like Christmas Eve fer her,
'specially the lieutenant. He was
a talented chap. He played the
widder's organ fer her and after
supper the carol singers serenaded
them and they had a right nice
Wal, o' course, the next day,
Christmas, the lieutenant he jest
up and proposed to Mary Cather-
ine and he hadn't finished an-
nouncin' it at dinner, afore old
Jasper got up and told 'em that
he and the widder had decided to
get married, too.
So, we alius figgered hereabouts
that the lieutenant got two Christ-
mas gifts by comin' to Evergreen
to shoot — Mary Catherine and his
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golden spike at Promontory, Utah.
Stirring music and miniature trains
bearing small passengers, made this
scene distinctly impressive.
any public place where their spirits
might hover it would be here.
The impressive services, presided
over by H. J. Plumhof, were
participated in by- men of various
T^HE final episode of the pageant creeds, all joining in sincere praise
represented our modern ideals, of the stalwart band of brave -
the last scene opening with a dance
by Miss Aida Broadbent, symbol-
izing the future of Utah. At the
close of the dance Miss Pioneer
and her attendants advanced to the
center of the stage, followed by
soldiers bearing flags, and finally
by bands, marching on to the field
where all joined with the chorus
in singing "The Star Spangled
No one who was there and felt
the spirit of those dauntless heroes
will ever forget the picture of that
finale. The martial music, the fly-
ing flags, the brilliant costumes
and fireworks, all combined to
make an impression that will en-
dure as long as the memory of
Divine services concluded the
week of festivities. It was fitting
that they should be held in the
Tabernacle, although they were
non-sectarian. This building and
its great organ were planned and
built by pioneers and if there were
hearted men and women who es-
tablished this commonwealth.
How little the latter imagined that
some day thousands of people
would gather undisturbed to honor
them and their deeds!
CUCH celebrations as this are
capable of an incalculable
amount of good. Among out-
siders they arouse intense interest
in the history of our state and
awake tremendous sympathy in
the tragic circumstances which
made this valley such a haven for
those harassed wanderers.
Most important of all, however,
is the result gained among our
own membership. No descendant
of the pioneers could witness a
demonstration of their struggles or
hear tales of their hardships with-
out thrilling with a determination
to carry on the ideals for which
they paid so high a price.
"Dream, O Youth! Dream
nobly, dream manfully. . . ."
— R. J. C.
By ORA LEWIS
Speaking of preaching
The best sermon I ever preached
In my life
Was a sermon on a watermelon. • .
Honest ... no fooling . . .
It was 'long about
the middle of July.
I'd been in Germany a whole year.
I got to thinking about home and
And about how I used to go out
in the melon patch
And pick out a big green fellow
that plunked just right,
And break it over my knee;
And then take out the heart and
And then pick out another — a
nice, big juicy one — ■
Until I was so full
I could have busted from bliss . . .
And, like I say,
I got to thinking about it
And talking about it
Until the members in the branch
Thought I had water — I mean
watermelon on the brain.
Finally one of the good old broth-
ers said to me
"The only place I know of to get
Is in Budapest."
"Well," I said,
"Just how far is Budapest?"
"Oh," he said, "only a couple of
"Pretty far to go for a couple of
watermelons," I said.
1 ES, you're right.
But I'll tell you what —
My wife and I know a lady . . .
And her husband sails a boat
Back and forth down the Danube
From here to Budapest . . .
If you want to
We'll go with you to the dock
To see if we can't get him to bring
you one of those blamed things
You don't seem to think you can
go on living without."
So next morning
We went down to the docks
And met the lady and her husband.
He sort of chuckled to himself
when we told him what we
But he said, "Sure,
I'll bring you back a couple of
dozen, if you'd like."
1 HEN we talked awhile to his
About the weather and what not
And all the time
She was smoking cigarettes
So fast I couldn't tell when she
left off one
And started another.
So I said to the good old brother
I'm afraid she wouldn't make a
very good "Mormon."
"No," he said, "I'm afraid not.
She smokes from twenty-five to
thirty a day."
And then we left.
We went down to the dock again
And watched the boats come in
And we talked to the man's wife,
And she said, "Say,
Who are you anyway"?
And I said, "Why lady,
'That's funny,' 'she said,
"I thought you were.
What do you believe?"
I was thinking more about those
Than I was about preaching a
And I blurted out pretty blunt-
like, I guess,
"O, we believe in God,
And we believe men will be like
If they work hard enough
And that means they have to have
good minds —
And so we believe in study and
travel . . .
And good bodies —
And that means we believe in
eating good food
And taking exercise, and not dis-
And not smoking or drinking, or
doing things like that."
And when I said that
She looked at me mighty funny-
And I was glad about that time
to see the boats come in. . . .
Well, we got our watermelons
And I'll swear I never tasted any
Next morning when we went to
All the members had a good laugh
over us. . .
But I didn't care much.
I was too busy thinking about
Because there she was sitting on
the back row
Drinking in every word we had to
YV HEN the meeting was over
She came up
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Greatness in Men
[Continued from page 642]
haps we meet them and do not Alexander of Macedon, Columbus
recognize them. For a man to die and others who were men of for-
a_ pigmy who might have been a tunate fame — men made greatly
giant seems a tragedy. Great events famous by achievements,
bring forth great men. When Fort The historian's test of greatness
Sumpter was fired upon U. S. is not what a man accumulates for
Grant was keeping books in a
leather store for $75.00 per month.
His generalship was not discovered
himself, not what he builds up
that will tumble down after him,
not what forces he commands by
until the great war was well under which to ravage the face of the
way and the greatness of his heart earth and scourge men; but rather
was not discovered until he reached did he make the world better, did
Appomatox Court House where he he start men thinking along new
displayed a nobility and a mag- and constructive lines? Any ac-
nanimity toward General Lee that cepted standard will lead all men
challenged the admiration of all ultimately to Jesus of Nazareth as
his countrymen. the expression of exalted and per-
George Washington might have fected manhood and the measure
remained a modest but provincial of a11 men ' s S reatness 1S determined
gentleman had not a combination b ^ t ! ie nearness of their a PPro a ch
of circumstances brought out the to Him.
strength and nobility of his char- „, TTTC . . , , a . ,
acter and revealed his matchless T HIS , 1S ? Iea , rly T and ^tively
leadership. set f° rt h by Larned m this
T ■ t ■ i_/ 1 , estimate of the Master:
Lincoln might have remained
undiscovered had not the tragedy
of a terrible war revealed the
strength and sweetness of his char-
acter and the clearness and capacity
of his thinking.
Lastly, great motives and pur-
poses should be the inspiration for
"The acknowledged great poets
are the poets who have exercised
a surpassing idealism of mind upon
subjects that are fully worthy of
their powers, to ends that make
the most of their gifts."
"Whether we look upon Jesus as a
purely human figure, or as God incarnate,
we are generally of one mind in acknowl-
edging that the conceivable man without
blemish is represented in his life. If we
accept him as the type of a perfected hu-
manity, we can entertain no ideal of hu-
man greatness which mutilates that type.
This does not imply an excessive rating
of moral attributes for these attributes in
Jesus were only proportioned to others as
they ought to be in every man of ac-
knowledged greatness. By habit of
thought we associate him so exclusively
with emotions of religion and ideals of
moral purity that we are apt to lose sight
of his perfections in every other attribute
"Jesus exhibits to us, not merely the
celestial spirit and the transcendent purity
which have seemed to be divine, but he
shows us every endowment of humanity
at its best. If his parables and discourses
had come to us with no mark of ascribed
divinity on their authorship, I am sure
we should have given them the highest
of all places in the precious literature of
the world. What other poet has joined
imagination to reason in forms so per-
fect, with effects so simple, so powerful,
so beautiful, to ends so exalted, as Jesus.
in the parables by which he taught? From
what other philosophy of life has man-
kind received so much light, so much lead-
ing, so much help, as from these parables
and from the sayings of the Master, and
from his answers to the questioning of
followers and foes? What other words
that letters have preserved for us are so
compact with meaning, yet so simple in
the utterance, so straight to their purpose,
so entirely without waste? It is only a
slight record that we have, of a few pas-
sages in the brief life of the great teacher
- — notes of what fell on few occasions
from his lips — repeated in four forms,
with little variations and possibly all from
one source. If we throw these four gos-
pels into one, canceling the repetitions,
we may have all that we know of the talk
of Jesus in a little printed pamphlet. * *
What a wonderful bit of literature it is!
Not as revelation, but as literature, there
is nothing else so small in the mountain-
heaps of our books that holds nearly so
much; nothing else so un-erring in
thought, so pure in feeling, so rich in
imagination, so perfect in the beauty of
"Intellectually, then, as well as morally,
our ideal of a perfected humanity is ful-
filled in Jesus. Nor was he less com-
plete on that side of his human nature
which gave its dauntless energy to the
great mission he performed. Calmly, pa-
tiently, with no faltering, no fear, no
passion, he went straight on to the end
of what he had to do, exemplifying the
perfection of energy, the perfection of
courage, the perfection of will."*
*Study of Greatness in Men.
TF dominating the lives of many
x men of acknowledged capacity
had been a spirit of righteousness
they would be given places of
honor in the gallery of the great.
If Washington had yielded to the
importunities of some of his com-
patriots to become the military
dictator of America his glorious
career would have been irreparably
blemished. If Alexander of Mace-
don, Augustus Cassar, Hernando
Cortez, Napoleon Bonaparte and
others had likewise been animated
by lofty and unselfish motives
they would have merited places
among the men of exalted fame.
The measure of man's greatness
cannot be determined by the things
he does. Gutenberg's contribu-
tion to printing required no very
great genius but the consequences
were tremendous. And so with
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TTHE coming of the "Mormon" of unsurpassed courage, but with
1 Pioneers into the Salt Lake tender hearts where acts of mercy
valley, and the colonization policy were required, as was often the
which sent them into Idaho, Ne- case. I have seen them face danger
vada, Arizona and other adjacent with the courage of Spartans, and
states was not a thing of chance, perform acts of mercy with the
They were not a body of aimless gentleness of women. Profoundly
wanderers, going without purpose, religious, they held in reverential
they knew not whither. They respect the religion of others.
were a company of intelligent, ed- They were not egotists whose
ucated men and women, principal- v } s i on was con fined to their own
ly of New England extraction,
thoroughly organized, the peers of
any of their time, going to a des-
restricted environment. All they
asked was to be left to their own
faith and occupation, leaving
tination which had been carefully ot h ers to worship as they chose.
decided upon, for the accomplish
ment of a divine ideal.
They were men of few words,
these tillers of the soil and silent
riders of the hills and plains, men
They were not Pharisees who
magnified the faults of others,
while blind to their own imper-
fections, but men who, acknowl-
edging their own weakness, spread
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the mantle of charity over those
of their fellows. They were just
brave plain-spoken men, who wor-
shiped God and served their fel-
'T'HESE men were my teachers,
A the guardians of my youth.
They taught me faith in a living
God, and service to him; that
he is the same good heavenly
Father that he has ever been, to
bless and direct those who put
their trust in him. They taught
me loyalty to my country, and
obedience to its laws. They taught
me, both by precept and example,
that I must defraud no man,
though the thing may be small.
They taught me the fundamentals
of integrity, industry, and econo-
my, truths as fundamental today
as they were in the beginning of
time, and they will remain so
This is the heritage which the
"Mormon" Pioneers bequeathed
to me, and all others who would
receive their teaching. From the
depths of my soul I thank and
bless them for that which they
gave to me.
Word of Wisdom Exhibit
[Continued from page 649]
there is no conflict between true
science and true religion. These
two sources of truth have ever
been equally regarded by Latter-
day Saints, for which reasons no
rift has ever entered this Church
over the alleged incompatibility of
man's research and discovery and
the revealed Word of God. The
harmonious truths taught in this
exhibit demonstrated more clearly
than ever, that any real truth dis-
covered by man will sustain, and
never contravene the truth as re-
vealed by the Almighty,
During the exhibit, thousands
of pamphlets were distributed
which drive this point home:
"Science and the Word of Wis-
dom" is a splendid little leaflet
by Dr. L. Weston Oaks, of the
B. Y. U. It caused its many
readers to marvel at the forth-
coming of the Word of Wisdom,
and the subsequent discoveries of
the physicist and the chemist which
unreservedly endorse its truth.
TTLE appeal of this educational
■*• undertaking went far beyond
the pale of the Church. A large
percentage of the thousands of vis-
itors were non-"Mormons," and
they gave unstinted praise to the
quality of the thing they saw, and
many were directly converted to
the Word of Wisdom.
An interesting side-light on the
affair was the fact that a non-
"Mormon" minister, residing and
ministering in Salt Lake City, af-
ter himself visiting the display,
openly and enthusiastically urged
his entire congregation to see it.
Another gentleman, rather skep-
tical by nature, wandered into the
display and rather boasted that
he had been an addicted smoker,
but that it had never hurt him a
bit. When he saw the apparatus
for psychological and physiologi-
cal experimentation, he challenged
the guide to show him that he had
been injured in any way by the
habits of his life.
In compliance with his wish,
he was taken through the various
tests and experiments with a young
M Man, picked at random from
others present, so that comparative
scores might be taken. The non-
smoker was given the disadvantage
of being first at each of the various
tests, so that his companion had
the added advantage of having
observed each test before he was
given it. They went together
through the whole of the experi-
ments, and their results were care-
fully scored and tabulated. When
they were through it was found
that the habitual abstainer had a
50% higher score than the other.
The latter was amazed at the re-
sults, and said he had never dream-
ed that he had been hampering
himself as the experiments showed
he had done; and further that he
would forthwith cease to be a user
of tobacco. And interesting to
know is that some time after the
end of the exhibit, he told one
of those who had helped give him
the tests that his resolve had been
no idle gesture, but that he had
indeed quit using tobacco at that
time, and was firmly determined
not to resume its use.
'T'HIS example is unusual because
■*• of the complete change of atti-
tude of the gentleman involved,
but there were numerous cases of
men and boys who threw away
their tobacco after seeing the dis-
play, and credited their conversion
to the things they had seen and
These results were most grati-
fying, quite naturally, to those
who had given the idea of such an
exhibit its fulfillment by their in-
telligent and thoroughly efficient
work. Its consequent good can
of course not be measured, (di-
rectly or exactly, but its whole-
some and uplifting influence has
already spread into the homes and
communities whence its visitors
came, and is there bearing fruit.
The counsel and promise of the
Lord were emphasized, who said
that this Word of Wisdom was
not a hard taskmaster for which
facts its disobedience might be ex-
cused; but on the contrary that it
is "Adapted to the capacity of the
weak and the weakest of all Saints,
who are or can be called Saints;"
and given, as he further says, "For
a principle with promise," that
promise being; "And all Saints
who remember to keep and do
these sayings, walking in obedi-
ence to the commandments, shall
receive health in their navel, and
marrow to their bones: and shall
find wisdom and great treasures
of knowledge even hidden treas-
ures; and shall run and not be
weary, and shall walk and not
faint. And I, the Lord give unto
them a promise, that the destroy-
ing angel shall pass by them, as
the children of Israel, and not
It is of course always regret-
table that the number of people
who can see such an exhibit is
essentially limited. In this case,
however, the information used is
available to any ward, stake, or
branch of the Church, and the ex-
hibit might well and profitably be
reproduced, on a smaller scale, in
the various parts of the Church,
where it would unquestionably re-
sult in the blessing of all those
whom it reached.
Summaries of Outstanding, Magazine Articles"
ELSIE T. BRANDLEY
The Art of Hitch-Hiking
By HUGH HARDYMAN
(New Republic for July 31, 1931)
WITH summer there has come
again that peculiar Ameri-
can phenomenon — the
hitch-hiker, who yearly rides when-
ever he wants to go, in spite of auto
club warnings to members, state laws
against begging rides, and tourists'
tales of hold-ups.
A good hiker can average three
hundred miles a day in Western Amer-
ica and about two hundred and fifty
in the East, providing he stays on the
main highways and keeps out of big
cities. This is better time than the
tourist driver can make, for the driver
becomes weary, and also is forced to
stop for repairs and supplies, while
the hitch-hiker can leave at the first
sign of delay and seek a new car.
These travelers become expert in the
art of making selections, letting slow-
ly-driven trucks and traveling sales-
men who must make frequent stops
pass them by. They wait for a fast
machine which can cover more ground
in less time.
The essential equipment for such
hiking is simple, being a razor, tooth-
brush, soap and clean clothing, for
the hitch-hiker who gets invitations
to ride is the clean and shaven one.
Bathing in bath-tubs may not be easy,
but swimming is, and the wise hiker
makes use of every opportunity for
this, knowing full well that a grimy
and bearded walker looks tough, and
the passing motorist will be fearful
to pick him up, lest he either rob
him or leave vermin in the car.
A large pack is not a helpful thing,
for it gives the impression that one
is out on purpose to hike, and not
walking from necessity. A small suit-
case is better, for it seems to more easi-
ly open the hearts of drivers, and is
quite adequate to meet the space needs
required for towels, shoe-polish, cloth-
ing, etc. A good-sized book is ex-
cellent, for it disarms suspicion. Gun-
men are not noted for carrying books,
and the driving public seems inclined
to trust a man who reads.
In choosing automobiles, those
with solitary drivers are best, for
*Used by permission of publishers.
such cars generally travel faster, and
such drivers are often glad of com-
pany. The sort of driver who is
willing to give lifts need not be sig-
nalled madly — a mere turn of the
hikers' head and an expectant look
on his face is enough, and the driver
feels that his was the idea. A car
driven by a woman is no car for a
hitch-hiker, for it will often get into
minor difficulties, if not serious acci-
dents. Week-end traveling is not satis-
factory, for entire families are out on
vacation rides, and cars are full. Sun-
day is an almost hopeless day for
A coast-to-coast trip after this fash-
ion can be made in less than two
weeks, with luck, and at a cost of
under $20. This of course necessi-
tates sleeping out of doors in good
weather, but this is not unpleasant,
for an accelerated pace just before
lying down practically assures im-
mediate and deep sleep, and in case
it is cold, most roads are flanked with
fields in which plenty of sticks for
fuel are to be found. Old railroad
ties make splendid fires, for they hold
hot coals until almost morning. Sleep-
ing out on the ground is a truly
refreshing experience, and a person
will be surprized at the new life in
his veins the morning after.
Cooking utensils, blankets or any
unnecessarily heavy impedimenta de-
creases the fun of hiking, and lessens
the chances of getting a ride, for
baggage frequently is a decided incon-
venience, and the very appearance of
bulkiness will discourage a driver.
On the desert, never carry water.
Put a couple of lemons in your pocket
if you will, 'but remember that no
car will pass you up on the heat of
a desert road if you are obviously
without water. The hardest-boiled
driver will enjoy saving your life when
he discovers you to be so ignorant
and innocent as to start out over a
sun-baked desert trail without a drink!
The Good and Bad in
By GUY STANTON FORD
(Current History foe July, 1931)
THE statement of a foreign visitor
to the effect that there are in
America the poorest schools and the
best is quite true, for we have still
prevalent totally inadequate, isolated,
unsupervised country schools, and the
ill-manned institutions of higher
learning whlich lack proper library
and laboratory facilities; and on the
other hand, we have well-developed
rural schools, progressive experimental
schools, well-managed and magnifi-
cently housed high-schools and some
splendid colleges with excellent facul-
ties and great opportunities for train-
In this welter of differing types of
institutions, variety and vagary have
often been mistaken for progress, but
real progress in our educational sys-
tem has been all too sporadic and
individual. Horace Mann in Massa-
chusetts, Bilbo in Mississippi, Eliot
in Harvard, Gilman at Johns Hop-
kins, Van Hise in WisJconsiin and
Russel in Teachers' College, has each
put his mark upon the one institution,
and thence on many, for students,
going into other schools, have carried
into them the influence of these men.
In the last few decades, something
has happened to the American educa-
tional world which had to happen
because of the tremendous increase in
the mass of pupil material. Efficiency
had to be developed to meet the situa-
tion, and so educational institutions
were forced to adjust or fail, and
adjust they did, in matters of budgets
and housing, curricula and administra-
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tion. And the fact that there is a
heavy mortality rate among the cheap
and tawdry institutions, which,
though inadequate, have been given
the privilege of wasting four precious
years of the lives of young men and
women, is hopeful.
The real criteria of educational pro-
gress pertains to the vital forces —
teacher and student. The rest, the
mechanical parts, are important only
as they provide for and facilitate the
study and analysis and ,application
of the principles of the good life.
In considering faculties and their
equipment for their part in education,
there are half a dozen items which
indicate progress. First is the fact
that in spite of their specialization,
they are becoming more and more
conscious of their responsibilities as
a professional group. They have
been forced out of their ruts and are
studying the values of what they are
doing. That self-searching which is
the constant inward light of every
individual teaidheir has been (turned
on them collectively, on every angle
of what the school as an institution
is doing. The spirit of inquiry is
creeping into the problems and new
social situation of the day, and such
a spirit is more effective and productive
of good than an order from the Presi-
Next, teaching and research have
taken on new dignity and found
greater opportunities because of en-
dowed educational foundations which
have provided financial support for
programs in educational research.
Benefiting by them have been such
fields as the pre-school child, art edu-
cation, public health and other stan-
dards. They have provided scholar-
ships which have given opportunities
for training to the rare creative mind,
in art, letters and the sciences.
Another factor is the growing
strength of nationally associated
schools, where a consideration of ad-
ministrative problems goes hand in
hand with those of teaching and schol-
arship. They have been of great value
in leveling standards, for the equal
protection of public, teacher and stu-
dent. There have also developed the
beginning of the great educational
field of the next quarter century —
Colleges are not created for facul-
ties, but for students. What of them?
First, there are too many of them
who enter without seriousness, with
no other aim than the regular four
years of fun, with only such study as is
absolutely necessary. The social waste
in providing college education for
those who should never have one is
matched only by the need that pro-
vision be made for the 25 % of capa-
ble high-school graduates who cannot
go to college because of poverty.
Given, however, present conditions,
what are we doing to adapt education
to the needs of the qualified student?
Many things more or less experimental
and novel, and a few things truly
basic. Most of the latter, so far, have
emanated more or less directly from
four men — Charles W. Eliot, who
laid great stress on the student and
his individual interests and abilities;
Woodrow Wilson, who sought to es-
tablish between teacher and student
more inspiring relationships; William
James and G. Stanley Hall, who un-
derstood the need to recognize in-
One of the really worthwhile edu-
cational experiments is one which at-
tempts to make the first two years of
a four-year course in college broadly
cultural, and generally preparatory by
offering courses on different levels for
freshmen and sophomores in the fields
of social sciences, biological science,
physical science and the humanities.
After 3 months, the student desig-
nates one field as his particular choice
for intensive study, and all his work
along this line is carefully watched,
tested and evaluated. If one does not
make sufficient progress here, he
changes to another, until the work
to which he is best suited is found.
From there on he goes forward rapid-
ly and with benefit.
The variety and vigor of such ex-
perimentation is encouraging and in-
finitely more promising than the for-
mer deadly inertia which was a part
of school programs. The same meth-
ods will not work in all schools, and
for this reason constant thought and
study must go on. Certain colleges
are now becoming important for their
various accomplishments in different
fields, and others are fast gaining
Tbjg one thing to be emphasized in
connection with all of them is that
what they do in a specific way should
not be imitated, but that others might
well try to imitate their spirit of in-
quiry, their methods in bringing about
unity of executives and faculty. Thus
they will better discharge their obliga-
ti6n to students.
The Joys of Pessimism
By ELMER RICE
(Forum for July, 1931)
THERE is in the United States a
prejudice towards optimism — -the
Keep Smiling, Boost, Don't Knock,
The Sky's the Limit, Watch My
Smoke, For he's a Jolly Good Fel-
low, There's a silver lining 'neath the
Dark Cloud Shining, Pack up your
Troubles in your Old Kit Bag sort of
optimism. The optimist, in public
fancy, is genial and plump, has a
bright eye and a merry laugh while
the pessimist is gloomy, lean, dyspep-
tic and given to insomnia.
The point of this article, written by
a pessimist who is free from indiges-
tion and inclined to stoutness, is to
clear up a few popular misconceptions
regarding pessimism. He has been
happily married for 15 years (he is
especially pessimistic about marriage
in general) and has a couple of de-
lightful children who do not in the
least seem to feel that their father
is a kill-joy. He does not look sourly
into the faces of all he meets, for they
have tired, drawn faces — the faces of
optimists who are worn out with the
effort of hurrying to find something
splendid and jolly which can turn
out beautifully. If they were pessi-
mists they would think that there is
nothing in particular worth chasing,
and would stop running about in
search of it and would have time to sit
down and relax and have time to
smile instead of just talking about
smiling. (In the very young, per-
petual smiling denotes colic; in the
very old, senility; in between, it is an
excellent device for showing off good
The deeply-rooted idea that a pes-
simist's life is steeped in gloom, where-
as an optimist's is one grand sweet
song, is patently absurd. When a
man who looks only at the bright side
of things fails to find a bright side,
he must be wretched, while the fellow
who scarcely believes there is a bright
side receives an agreeable surprise every
time he stumbles onto one.
The mere contemplation of all that
goes into the life of an optimist is
enough to make one shudder. To
be looking always for something to
turn up, for the pot of gold at the
end of the rainbow, for good times
ahead and something just around the
corner, for Lady Luck and the divinity
that shapes our ends, for ships to come
in — how can anyone be an optimist
and survive the strain?
But take your confirmed pessimist!
He does not look for anything in life
except the daily joy of living. A
cloud is not the excuse for a silver
lining, but for rain and probable
pneumonia. Believing that there is no
intelligence or courtesy among motor-
ists, he watches red lights and then
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The Tapestry of Life
By Elsie C. Carroll
UPON a web of plain brown years
I weave Life's Tapestry.
The tints and shades that make the woof
Are gifts from God to me.
Within the heap from which I choose
The strands to fit my loom
Are threads of fine-spun silk and wool;
Some dyed in flowers' bloom.
Within the heap there also lie
Some wefts of somber hue;
And I must choose the lights and shades
As my shuttle passes through.
At first I choose but strands of green
And velvet rosy hues.
With here and there a purple thread,
And touches of soft blues.
And then I hunt the colors warm —
Bright crimsons, orange, gold,
With silver sheens and russet glows.
I shun thre&ds dark or cold.
But as I weave my pattern in
With all these colors bright,
I cannot make my figures clear;
The picture is not right.
Reluctantly I turn again
To the heap of mixed thread.
I see the somber shades I need,
But I pick them out with dread.
surely, surely such dark hues
Will spoil the lovely thing
1 want to weave within my loom.
I wa,nt eternal spring.
With all its gladdening light and love,
Its songs and laughter gay.
I do not want its beauty spoiled
With threads of black and grey.
But though I try and try again,
My picture will not grow
Into the beauteous strength I want
Until my shuttles throw
Across the web some threads so dark
I shudder at their gloom.
When Io! the picture is complete
That rest within my loom.
It took the strands of darkness
To show to God and me
Howmuch of strength and brightness
Was in my tapestry.
Vesta P. Crawford
PATCHED old they are, the sombre
Hollows of light in the swales.
Blazing spots where the desert has waked
In shimmering gilt on the dales!
By Linda S. Fletcher
Dry-Land Wheat Fields
TJILLS touched to matchless gold
Xx By Midas-hand of industry.
The Canadian Rockies
Duchesses in green velvet,
Regally greeting the traveler,
Wearing tiaras of star-gems,
Drawing around portly shoulders
The softness of pearly cloud- ermine.
The Deseret Dancer
Phantom dancer of the waste-land,
Twirling scarves of misty rose-hue
'Gainst the golden veiled sky-blue,
At the Sultan Sun's command —
Noiselessly she comes, advancing
Dervish-like, whirling so madly
In abandon, giving gladly
All she has unto her dancing.
Rising now to the star-spaces,
Treading on, she eager presses
Nearer to her lord's caresses —
Bids farewell to desert places.
On the Hills
By Guy E. Coleman
ARTIST Autumn tints the vale of
And he spreads his rich oblations on the
Tender tints of cloud-toned sunset add
Mystic music rises softly from the rills.
There is wonder in the wea,ve of oak and
Carpeting the steeps in patterns deft, di-
There is beauty blushing in the crimsoned
Nature-tapestries of exquisite design.
There's a charm of lavish color in wild
Magic when the mellow moon of harvest
And my soul is stirred to tenderest de-
When I hear the Voice Eternal through
There is harvest far more beautiful, O
Than the golden hoard which all your
There is more gold, O miner of the
There is grandeur, glory, God there on
Ashes for Beauty
By Beatrice K. Ekman
WHEN down the mountain trails Oc-
Sweeps through the trees with chill
upon her breath;
The slender aspen and the maple leaves
Change their green hue for a more
Their yesterdays of summer time are done
And nights of biting frost their verdure
They drop into the ages leaf by leaf
To rest in dust through the relentless
May not a memory of the nesting birds
That mated in their cool and sheltering
And twittered at the dawn . . . content
May not a. memory of the harvest moon
Remain with them that gave their beauty's
When they quiescent lie in somberness?
A Sonnet to Nature
By Florence D. Cummings
OF late I stood where Nature reigned
The handiwork of God's creative plan;
Where towered crags, and mighty torrents
Where brightest colors, like an artist's
Of gorgeous vibrant tapestry, did seem
To paint in purples, reds, and golden tan,
With subtle blending never reached by man
Each terraced hillside and each bank of
I marveled. And my very soul did thrill
With wondering awe, and straightway was
To worshiping. It almost seemed I
In ecstasy, so did my being fill
With sweetest pain, that held me speech-
In tribute to the Master Artist's skill.
By Christie Lund
WHEN I have ceased to miss you, dear,
I shall be glad, oh, very, very glad
For all the happy hours we have had —
Those priceless hours e'er you chose to go,
When life was rich and wonderful; and
I shall cling on almost religiously
To all my precious husks of memory:
Each little thing that made me love you
I shall be glad because I have grown wise,
And I have learned that happiness is rare
And some souls never find it. In their
Will always be the dream of one to care
As you have cared for me so brief a
time . . .
Though now this lone Gethsemane is
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By ADAH R. NAYLOR
'©Tie JOY of
EVERY human being comes in-
to this world "blindfold," that
is, without remembrance of the
past or knowledge of the future. But
he has within him a number of great
urges or hungers that become the driv-
ing forces of his life; hunger for food,
hunger for knowledge, hunger for
companionship, etc. The first hunger
that manifests itself, and the greatest
of all the driving forces, is the hunger
for food. We must eat or we die.
The soul has taken an earthly body
for the purpose of making a journey
through this world and if this period
of living is to be a happy, successful
one, the body must grow, thrive and
be able to perform certain functions —
so that hunger for food might be
called "the soul's will to live." Phys-
ical living should be a joyous thing.
Browning in his poem "Saul" has
David, the young shepherd boy, sing
of man's keen sense of earthly pleas-
ures — '"How good is man's life, the
mere living!" and he enumerates some
of the joys.
"A plunge in a pool's living water * *
And the meal, the rich dates yellowed
over with gold dust divine,
And the locust-flesh steeped in the
pitcher * * *
And the sleep in the dried river-chan-
nel, where bulrushes tell
That the water was wont to go war-
bling so softly and well."
But if physical joys are to last
through youth to old age,, there are
certain laws which must be obeyed.
The hunger for food if rightly satis-
fied, gives health and strength, but
woe to him who indulges in "for-
bidden fruits" or allows hunger to
become an all-consuming passion! The
"eat, laugh and be merry for to-
morrow we die" attitude of mind
soon brings its reward of disease, mis-
ery and death. We should eat, laugh
and be merry, but with the idea of
living and doing, not dying.
FAMILY meals, especially the eve-
ning meal, should be a ceremony
at which each member of the family
appears, properly dressed, washed and
combed, and takes a part. The table
should be correctly laid, the food well
cooked and nicely served, and then
tasted and enjoyed. Some members
of the family, hurrying away to an
appointment, swallow their meal with-
out thought of how it tastes or smells.
Foods have an aroma or bouquet, and
the sense of smell calls out digestive
juices that play an important part in
the eating and digesting of food. Then,
too, the state of mind while eating
has much to do with digestion. All
discord and unpleasantness should be
banished from family meals, nor
should there be a discussion of foods
and diets — there can be an apprecia-
tion of food without a discussion of
what is good for you and what is
bad. Too much attention should not
be paid to the amount that the small
boy or girl may, or may not eat.
Children love attention, and if Johnny
learns that by refusing to eat certain
foods he can become the center of
attention he often unconsciously takes
the pose of not caring to eat. It
should be taken for granted that each
member of the family will eat at least
a small portion of everything that
is served — a child's eating habits are
entirely a matter of training. Very
small children are not given the food
that is generally served at an evening
meal, and if brought to the table are
likely to spend their time making a
disturbance, so that whenever possible
they should be made comfortable else-
where. There cannot be much relax-
ation for the head of the house if,
while he carves the roast, he must
keep his foot on the rung of Junior's
high chair, lest he rock over, and
mother cannot be a very interesting
dinner companion if she must spend
a part of her time restraining the
small daughter, who wishes to put
her plate on her head — -z sacred rite
all children between the age of one
and two years insist on performing.
The surroundings in which we eat
and the manner in which we eat are
quite as important as what we eat.
Satisfying the hunger for food is a
many-sided problem and the house-
wife who considers it a project rather
than a task will find the preparation
of food interesting work, and will
take pleasure in serving meals so at-
tractively that all members of the
family will realize "the joy of eat-
HTHE fruit-canning season is now
*■ _ in full swing. The Autumn
fruits, sweet and juicy, fresh from
the trees, should be preserved in sev-
eral different ways and stored for
the winter. One of the things to
beware of is over cooking — long cook-
ing destroys the flavor. There is
little danger of bottled fruit spoiling
if the bottles and tops are thoroughly
heated, and care is taken to fill the
bottles full, eliminate air bubbles and
Use a heavy cooking vessel; cover
to retain steam, and cook fruit at
moderate temperature. All fruit
should be peeled with a silver knife,
as a steel knife will discolor it. Peel
only a small quantity at a time, and
cook at once, as standing causes fruit
n ANNED pears are a delightful all-
^ year-round food. They can be
served for breakfast or as a dessert,
and they make the best fruit salad
known. If one has plenty of jars,
they are nice canned whole. Peel
leaving stem on — then take core out
at blossom end. Cook in tightly
covered vessel, and place in jars with-
Served as a salad the centers may be
filled with various things, chopped
walnuts and raisins- — chopped ripe
olives mixed with salad dressing —
minced pineapple and Brazil nuts- —
or most any kind of cheese — water-
cress cut fine and mixed with mayon-
naise makes a delicious filling — and
watercress may also be used as a gar-
Pears may be cooked whole, with-
out removing the core, but the stem
should be retained. If red pepper-
mint candy is used in place of sugar,
it gives a lovely color, and a flavor
that makes them a nice addition to
the meat course, especially roast lamb
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All Metchizedek Priesthood material is prepared under the direction of the Council ot the Fwelve.
i<^V and all Aaronic Priesthood material is prepare I under the direction of the Prestdma Htshopnt S~\
The Lord Says — Tobacco is not good for man, but for bruises and sick cattle.
How a Newsboy Felt About It
T LIKE to recall my experience with
-L a little newsboy.
My wife and I stood at the west
door of the Hotel Utah, in the com-
pany of a most distinguished American
and his wife.
We were talking about the Gospel
of Christ as taught by the Latter-day
Saints. Somebody said something
about the Priesthood, and mention
was made of the fact that in this
Church all men may make themselves
worthy to hold the Priesthood. Some
one remarked — perhaps my wife —
that even the boys after a certain age
hold the Priesthood.
Just then a little lad came along
the sidewalk, calling out the afternoon
paper — "Deseret News! Deseret
On the spur of the moment I said:
"Perhaps that little boy holds the
I called him to me. He thought I
was a tourist about to buy a paper.
I said: "Are you a 'Mormon,' my
He straightened up, put his heels
together, looked me in the eye, and
said: I am.
"Do you hold the Priesthood?"
"Yes, sir; I hold the Priesthood."
He gave the salute of the Scout. "I
am a deacon."
There was the fearlessness of the
child, the pride of his possession,
as a child,
spirit and the
vastness of this
latter - day
cause. - — Dr.
John A. Widt-
sider it a great-
er honor to be
from the Pres-
ident of the
than from, say,
the mayor of
The reason does not lie in you at
all. You are the same in both cases.
It lies rather in the one from whom
your commission comes. And the
difference in those persons would be
that the authority, the dignity, the
elevation of office are greater in the
one case than in the other.
Apply this to the Priesthood.
Your calling or commission as a
deacon, a teacher, or a priest comes
from God, not from man, however
great he may be.
Now, God is the Creator of all
things. He is all powerful. He is
worshiped not only by the poor and
lowly of this earth, but by kings and
nobles, rulers and philosophers, and
wise men everywhere.
This is no doubt the reason the
psalmist said hundreds of years ago:
"I had rather be a doorkeeper in
the house of my God than to dwell
in the tents of wickedness."
What You Do Is jOften Seen
A SUNDAY or two ago a stranger
visited one of the Sacrament meet-
ings in a Salt Lake City ward. He
was there as a tourist, curious to know
how the "Mormons" conduct their
After the services were over, he com-
mented on what he had seen and
"You know, I thought it was won-
derful that your boys and young men
take such a prominent part in your
"Those older boys — priests you call
them? — how beautifully they read the
sacramental service! And those smaller
boys — deacons I think you said they
were — how quietly and with what
order and dignity they went about
"I think it is marvelous that boys
are permitted to conduct any part
of a religious service. It is so bracing
to every one. You know, in my
church there is nothing like that, and
I do wish there were."
It was perfectly true that the whole
service performed by the boys on that
occasion was beautiful.
An older man directed everything.
At his signal the blessing on the bread
and on the water was given, the dea-
cons rose and separated, and then re-
turned and sat down. It was under
his training also that the deacons had
kept their arms folded, had marched
together back to the sacramental table,
and had then dispersed to their seats
among the congregation.
No wonder the visitor had been
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heard, particularly on what he had P)0 Y ou know the answers to these
seen, to the local friend who had taken ■*-' questions?
him there. He said:
The Susquehanna River
On whose banks the Aaronic Priesthood was restored to Joseph Smith
and Oliver Co wdery by John the Baptist.
( 1 ) Who is the bishop of your
are his counse-
have charge of
"C VERY man
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able and eter-
cy, except as
he invests his
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abide forever. The only permanent
values in the world are spiritual values.
And so our Lord said, "Lay not up
for yourselves treasures upon earth,"
where you must inevitably give them
up in a little while, "but lay up for
yourselves treasures in heaven," where
you can enjoy them throughout count-
Over and over again in the revela-
tions we are reminded of our obliga-
tion to give to him not only our
substance, but our time and our talents.
With these commandments go prom-
ises of rich rewards that are received
by those who obey, as many of the
faithful can atttest.
The systematic giving or paying,
that the tithe compels is full of bless-
ings. It cuts out the roots of selfish-
ness. It nourishes the virtues of
brotherly love and helpfulness. It
realizes the privilege of being a co-
worker with God, and it creates that
cheerfulness in the giver that makes
the Lord love him. How wonderful
that we can endear ourselves to our
Father in such a simple way! How
wicked and foolish to neglect to do it.
The reason why we must pay tithes
is because the Almighty clearly com-
mands it and further it is a highly
spiritual process. It is a recognition
of the Divine One, to whom the
tithe is brought and who receives it.
Multitudes profess to be willing
to be led by the word of the Lord
in dealing with their fellow-men, yet
in this matter of giving, how few
seem willing to do it. The Bible is
within the understanding of all, a
great book of revelation — the people's
book of revelation. It has revealed
the people to themselves. A man has
found himself when he has found his
relation to the" rest of the universe,
and here is the book in which those
relations are set forth. This is the
revelation of life and peace. One out
of every six verses of the Bible is a
warning against some form of covet-
ousness. When a lawyer asked Jesus,
"Master, what shall I do to inherit
eternal life?" He said, "What is writ-
ten in the law?" Thus Jesus ap-
pealed to the law, to reveal to the
lawyer his responsibilities and obliga-
tions — and the law enjoined tithing.
God's way of getting substance is
through the tithe. Christ rests it on
the sense of duty. He found little
to commend in the Pharisees, but that
little He did commend, "Ye pay tithes,
this ought ye to have done." When
Jesus says, "Ye ought," the final word
has been spoken. It is time for argu-
ment to cease, and obedience to begin.
If the tithing system has the sanction
of Jesus, no Christian is honest with
God until he has given him one-tenth
of his income. It is the Lord's. There
is no sacrifice, no self-denial, no "offer-
ing" on the part of the Christian until
he has given over and above the tenth.
The acts of Christ are in the same di-
rection as his words. How freely he
gave! He keeps nothing back — from
the five loaves and two fishes, up to
his own "life a ransom for many."
The twin laws that the seventh of
our time and the tenth of our income
shall be devoted in a special sense to
God's service have never been changed.
Both have their foundation in human
needs, and both were given for our
benefit. They are the Lord's, by con-
tract, in the Lord's partnership with
the Christian. Both must be rendered
to him as an acknowledgment of his
right in the time and money we have
received from him. Paul lays down
the rule in I Cor. 16:2: "Upon the
first day of the week let every one of
you lay by him in store, as God hath
prospered him." Only let this prin-
ciple be observed, that there be a
stated proportion given out of every
dollar, whether the income be received
weekly, monthly, or whether it be
realized at the end of the year. Prompt-
ness, indeed, is often a part of econo-
my. He gives twice who gives prompt-
ly. Steady support of the Church,
both with money and service, is better
than scattered effort.
The spending of money upon plea-
sures that are inconsistent with a Chris-
tian profession is doing untold damage
to the cause of Christ; and making
many Church members more lovers of
the world than lovers of righteous-
May we be delivered from the snare
and delusion of supposing we are ex-
pressing our love to the Lord when
we give one-sixteenth to him and
fifteen-sixteenths spent upon ourselves.
A man put it this way once, "When
people do that, it is very much as if
a man should go down to the city
and buy a five thousand dollar auto-
mobile and a seventy-five dollar over-
coat and a ten dollar pair of shoes and
a fifteen dollar hat for himself and
then should buy a calico dress for his
The tithe of one's income to the
Lord is not a charity, it is one's first
and most pressing debt — a debt of
honor. The distinction that the tithe
is distinctly a debt and not a gift
should never be lost sight of. You do
not "give" your banker the interest
you owe him nor "give" your grocer
the amount of his bill. Yet neither
one is more of a debt than the tithe
we owe to God. To pay a tenth is
being obedient. This and not gain
should be our highest motive. Spiritu-
ally and financially a man has no
power to make money except as God
gives it to him.
The offering back to the Lord, at
regular intervals of time, of a definite
portion of what he sends us, expresses
the gratitude of the heart for mercies
received, and at the same time is an
acknowledgmnet of our absolute de-
pendence upon the Most High.
It is seldom easy for a man to begin
to tithe his income. It involves so
much that it requires a new exercise
of faith and a little fuller surrender
Do you believe the Almighty meant
what he said about pouring out his
blessings that there shall not be room
enough to receive, it? If you do, then
why not begin to tithe your income
now? — J. H. Trayner.
By WESTON N. NORDGREN
It is refreshing, in this day of doubt
and depression, to find a ray of hope
touching our financial affairs. Many are
in debt, sought by those to whom they
owe money; perhaps haled into court be-
cause they cannot pay.
When the Lord spoke to his children
in these latter days he said:
"There is a law, irrevocably decreed
in heaven before the foundations of this
world, upon which all blessings are predi-
"And when we obtain any blessing
from God, it is by obedience to that
law upon which it is predicated."
A message of hope was given to debt-
ors in the Doctrine and Covenants, Sec-
tion 104, verses 78, 80 and 82:
"Verily I say unto you, concerning
your debts — behold it is my will that you
shall pay all your debts.
"And it is my will that you shall hum-
ble yourselves before me, and obtain this
blessing by your diligence and humility
and the prayer of faith.
"And inasmuch as you are diligent and
humble, and exercise the prayer of faith,
behold, I will soften the hearts of those
to whom you are in debt, until I shall
send means unto you for your deliver-
"And inasmuch as ye are humble and
faithful and call upon my name, behold,
I will give you the victory."
That was given as a promise. Will
not observance of the requirement make
this promise effective today?
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Executive Department T
General Offices Y. M. M. I. A.
47 East South Temple Street
General Offices Y. L. M. I. A.
33 Bishop's Building
SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH
Y. M. M. I. A.
George Albert Smith,
Richard R. Lyman,
Melvin J. Ballard,
Oscar A. Kirkham
Y. L. M. I. A.
Ruth May Fox,
Lucy Grant Cannon,
Clarissa A. Beesley,
Opportunities in the M. I. A.
A LIBERAL education with the
minimum outlay of time and
means, the finest associations to be
found anywhere, interesting activities,
fun, continued cultural and spiritual
development — that's what it means to
he an active member in the Mutual
Improvement Association over a peri-
od of years.
Periodically there comes into our
General Office one of our workers
from a rural community to voice her
enthusiastic appreciation of the oppor-
tunities afforded in this organization.
Manual studies, music, drama — all of
them thrill her with their alluring in-
terest. And she is hut speaking for
the thousands who could tell of what
M. I. A. has done for them. Scarcely
a man of prominence in the Church
hut has found inspiration for his life's
work in the M. I. A., scarcely a ma-
tured woman but owes much of her
present standing to the high ideals and
practical training received therein.
The season of 1931-32 is no excep-
tion; there is in the program this year
a wealth of material provided for all,
so varied and rich in its offering that
it will meet the needs and desires of
TO be an executive in this organiza-
tion of young people is a rare
privilege for there is ample opportuni-
ty to develop latent powers of leader-
ship. There is real joy in organizing
and preparing so fine a piece of work
as the M. I. A. program, in watching
that program develop and in seeing
human beings grow under its influence.
"Well begun is half done" is an old
but true saying. With this in mind
executives will make the opening social
this year, Sept. 8, a more joyous
event than ever before. Assisted by
their publicity directors they will see
to it that every member, young and
old, is aware of this occasion and is
given an enthusiastic welcome. They
will keep high the morale of the en-
tire corps of officers and leaders so that
everyone shall be eager to commence
the season's activities. All arrange-
ments should be made for the begin-
ning of regular activity work on Sep-
The fact that all Manuals were
ready so early this season has given
our officers ample opportunity to in-
form themselves and obtain a general
understanding and appreciation of the
entire program so that they can more
intelligently supervise and give assist-
The new Hand Book will be found
most helpful, giving as it does a com-
plete picture of the entire program.
This is especially for the use of presi-
dents and counselors in charge of
manual work. Price 50c. General
The slogan this year presents a
great ideal for which to strive — phys-
ical, mental and spiritual health — to
be achieved through observance of the
Word of Wisdom. The rallying cry
has been sounded by the leaders! It
calls to every loyal M. I. A. member:
Come let us stand for clean living;
let us prepare ourselves in body, mind,
and spirit for the high destiny that
awaits the children of Zion. Let us
lift our heads in pride and say, "We
belong to a group who do not smoke,
who do not drink liquor, tea or coffee;
who observe the laws of physical and
spiritual well being."
The book for the executive depart-
ment, "The Life Story of Brigham
Young," by Susa Young Gates will
be found intensely interesting, offering
as it does in this year of pioneer com-
memoration, vivid pictures of that
great leader and all those who strug-
gled with him to build a home for
us, their descendants.
Continued opportunity for the de-
velopment of the spiritual activities
of the M. I. A., and for public pres-
entation of the same is offered in the
Sunday evening joint service. Execu-
tives will do well to make the most
of this privilege once each month.
Suggested programs appear in the Era
from time to time. The October joint
session bids fair to be one of unsual
interest under the title, "Meeting Life
With a Real Friend."
See "Era and Publicity" depsrtment
Era and Publicity Department
The Spirit and Mission of the
TWTLAT does the Gospel mean to
" us? Has it any place in the
world? ilf so, what is it? It is a good
thing for us to think about that oc-
casionally. What is the distinctive
mission of the Gospel of the Lord
Jesus Christ? If we can answer that
question, I think we can discover what
the mission of the Improvement Era
is. Its mission is just as distinctive
as the Gospel itself. You can buy
magazines on the market that are better
in some particulars than the Era. If
you want to study history, there are
historical magazines superior to the
Era; if you want fiction, you can find
that which, according to modern ideas,
is higher in quality; if you want stories
of travel you can find them elsewhere;
if you want science journals they exist
on every hand. But we believe the
Era has a distinctive message that no
outside magazine can give."
"The Era is not a simple matter of
mechanics, a few pages bound together
with a colored cover and a few symbols
in ink splattered on by a printer. That
is only a little part of it. In addition
to all that we can hold in our hands
or see with our eyes of makeup and
form and texture, there is something
in the magazine that we may well call
a soul, a spirit, a breathing truth or
hope of truth upon which its whole
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
foundation depends." — Extracts from
talks given at June Conference.
Sunday Night Program For
THE evening meeting on the Fast
Sunday in October is to be devot-
ed to the Era, not in a selling way, but
from the standpoint of content. Pro-
grams will be outlined and sent by
mail to Stake Executive officers who
will in turn send them to ward officers.
While the Executives, as always, will
have direct charge of the meeting, it
is expected that Era and Publicity
Directors will lend their hearty sup-
port; inasmuch as the event is in real-
ity planned as a help to them in the
approaching Era week in every ward.
Note especially the new M. I. A.
song "The Challenge," page C80, to
be used on the "Era" Sunday night
By A SCHOOL GIRL
TF you wish to make a show,
•*■ Keep a-crammin'.
Don't take a chance on what you
'Tain't no use to feel so blue,
For there's nothin' you can do;
But just watch for each review,
And keep a-crammin'.
When the brain works seem to bust,
Do not let them mold or rust,
S'pose your lessons are a bore,
And your head feels sick and sore,
There's always room for one thing
more — ■
When your life seems full of doubt,
If your pa won't help you out,
Then suppose you died today,
Why, your folks would up and say:
"Just take your books down where
And keep a-crammin'!"
The name of the author of the above lines
was not signed to the manuscript, and the
letter accompanying the poem has been mis-
laid. If "Schoolgirl" will send her name to
the Era office the editors will appreciate it.
HAPPINESS, that magic spring of
purest liquid life,
Giving to those who in return give
charity for strife.
It only gives to those who give their
very heart and soul
To gladden lives that others live,
for this is Happiness' goal.
— Orson Rega Card
coaVMVu n iii¥ s A\crn\vinrY idieipt.
== Committee =======
Oscar A. Kirkham, Clarissa A. Beesley, Chairmen; Emily C. Adams, Vice-Chairman; Heber
C. Iverson, John H. Taylor, W. O. Robinson, Don Wood, Jos. F. Smith, J. Spencer Cornwall,
Charlotte Stewart, Elsie T. Brandley, Katie C. Jensen, Evangeline T. Beesley, Ethel S. Anderson
COMEONE has already pronounced
*~* the new Manual on Recreational
Activity and Leisure Time Guidance
one of the best, if not the best, treatise
ever prepared on Recreation. Whether
this be true or not, we are assured
that our Community Activity Com-
mittees will agree that a splendid vol-
ume has come into their hands.
The first five chapters provide a
background of information that will
give to all who study it thoughtfully
a new vision, a clearer picture of the
possibilities offered in the great field
of recreation. They will come from
its perusal with a new joy in their
work and an intelligent understanding
of principles underlying the recreation-
Chanters o and 7 explain fully the
methods in carrying forward the ac-
tivity program in the M. I. A. The
general participation, the Church-wide
Contests, and the new feature for
1931-32— -the Music Festival — are
Then follows the major part of the
book — Chapters 8 to 12, containing a
wealth of material on Dancing, Drama,
Music, Speech and Story for use in the
Tuesday Evening half-hour program.
Never before has so much fine infor-
mation on these subjects been gathered
together in an auxiliary publication.
It is arranged for convenient handling,
each subject being divided into twelve
parts to cover twelve weekly periods.
The closing chapter is a reference
book in itself for many types of parties
This manual is especially for the
use of counselors in charge of activities
and community activity committees.
A ID II IT ID IE IP A IRT M E N T
=^ Committee -
Dr. Arthur L. Beeley and Lucy W. Smith, Chairmen; Dr. Joseph F. Merrill, Dr. Franklin 8.
Harris, Lewis T. Cannon, Dr. Lyman L. Daines, Ann M. Cannon, Rose
W. Bennett, Emily H. Hires, Charlotte Stewart
'"THE program of this Department is
■^ featured by three activities, (1)
class-room discussion, (2) project
work, and (3) recreation and social
The subject for class discussion the
coming year will be the Word of
Wisdom. The discussion will be
guided by the use of a textbook, en-
titled How To Live, an authoritative
but very popular treatment of hygiene,
accompanied by a specially prepared
Supplement published by the General
Boards of Y. M. and Y. L. M. I. A.
The textbook may be rightly re-
garded as an amplification of the Word
of Wisdom. This book might be
read with great profit and enjoyment
by every adult member of the Church
and all others, interpreted in the teach-
ings of the Word of Wisdom.
The Supplement adapts the text to
M. I. A. class discussions, in addition
to which it gives in detail the Half-
Hour Recreation Program of the Adult
Department. The outstanding feature
of this program is its easy adaptability
to every ward and will result, no
doubt, in popularizing the Adult De-
partment the coming year.
The Projects will be the same as
last year, and are also given in the
The Adult Committee of the Gen-
eral Boards feels that the program
presented for the 1931-32 season will
prove to be the most popular and
profitable program ever offered by it.
MAN-POWER may be economiz-
ed, first by cultivating sound,
personal habits. "Wherefore will ye
waste your money for that which is
not bread," ask the Scriptures. They
who waste their substance in riotous
living are wasting more than wealth.
They are wasting their own vital en-
ergy, their own man-power.
Man-power is also economized by
discovering hidden talent and giving
it a chance to function. Every vil-
lage Hampden or mute, inglorious
Milton is a waste of man-power, the
more destructive because the world is
always in desperate need of such tal-
ent. Any system of supervision or of
teaching which can discover patent
genius and make it active is a factor
in nation building. To discover hid-
den genius is better than to discover
a hidden gold mine.- — Dr. Thomas
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
: w\ men department
===== Committee =====
Herbert B. Maw, Chairman; John F. Bowman, Thomas A. Beal, Oscar W. Carlson, Alma Clayton,
Homer C. Warner, Nicholas G. Morgan, E. E. Ericksen, Jos. F. Smith
OF interest and value not heretofore
surpassed is the M Men program
and course of study for the season of
1931-32. As in other departments,
the M Men have outlined for them
discussions for the class period on
Tuesday evening, activities for the
half-hour period following the class,
and for contests; athletics, debating
and other speech work, reading-course
book, and many other interesting and
Gleaner-M Men Program
AS in other years, this season's pro-
gram includes occasional meetings
with the Gleaner Girls, the purpose
being "for social service, for leader-
ship and for expression of individualf-
ty," and objectives being to extend
desirable acquaintanceship, to form
self-governing groups, to develop cul-
ture and refinement, and to direct the
mind of youth to the deep values of
the spirit and the beautiful in out-
ward expression and dress. As a
basis of discussion in the joint meet-
ings of the two groups, the new book
"The Right Thing at all Times"
has been provided.
M Men Guide
FOLLOWING last year's course of
study, volume 2 of "Choosing
an Occupation" is offered for the
current season in the M Men depart-
ment. The foreword to the Manual
states that "besides giving information
and creating active interest in the vari-
ous vocations here treated, this manual
is written in such a way as to stimu-
late active discussion and mutual ex-
change of ideas among the M Men."
The vocations discussed are Advertis-
ing, Agriculture, Banking, Invention,
The Law, Merchandising, Recreation,
Surgery, Transportation and Trades.
Of worth inestimable this winter's
work should prove to the young men
who are at the age where the choice
of a vocation is vital, inasmuch as
it will affect the rest of their lives.
THE department book on the reading
course is "With Malice Toward
None," by Morrow, and is highly
recommended to the young men of the
Church for study and careful analysis.
** 6ILIEANIEIMGWRIIS DEIR4R|MENT
Grace C. Neslen, Chairman, Rachel G. Taylor, Martha G. Smith, Margaret Newman,
Emily C. Adams
A FEAST of good things is pro-
vided for the Gleaners. To their
meeting on the first Tuesday of each
month with the M Men, a most at-
tractive program invites them. Dem-
onstrations of the delightful sugges-
tions in their book on etiquette, "The
Right Thing at all Times," have al-
ready given pleasure to many through-
out the Church so that we anticipate
much fun and much worth while de-
velopment along this line in these
groups of active young people.
"A Brief History of the Church,"
the text for the Gleaners will be "found
intensely interesting. Every girl will
delight in hearing again the dramatic
story of the rise and development of
the Church, and of the heroic men
and women who established the great
commonwealth of the west.
Tying up closely with the text,
each Gleaner Girl this year will wish
to make the gathering of her Treasure
of Truth a real project. The spirit
of the Pioneers is hovering over the
people; "the hearts of the children are
turning to their fathers;" families are
gathering in their store of memories
and compiling their histories. What
more fitting tribute can each Gleaner
Girl pay to those who have gone before
than to make her own collection of
truth-treasures, bringing together
stories, poems, songs, pictures of her
own dear ones, and of others who
have blazed the way — incidents which
have stirred her and increased her faith
through their heart-appeal.
Just the title, "Singing in the Rain,"
makes us eager to begin the Reading
Course book for this department. It
will round out and supplement the
The complete text for study, "A
Brief History of the Church," full in-
formation on the M Men — Gleaner
program, the project, the book, and
also the calendar for the year are to
be found under one cover. The Gleaner
Manual is nicely bound and altogether
attractive; it should be a treasured
possession of each girl. She will want
to own a copy not only for her use
this year but for her future reference.
Gleaner leaders will wish to secure
this book early so as to make its con-
tents their own before the beginning
of the season. Price 50c, at the General
Office of the Y. L. M. I. A. "The
Right Thing at All Times" also 50c,
at the General Office.
HTHE Junior Department, too, offers
-*- a most attractive program.
The bright, "American Beauty"
cover of the Manual beams a welcome
to all to peep inside and see what
lovely things are provided for these
Junior "roses," lovely flowers of the
M. I. A. Bouquet.
First appears the text for discussion,
"Building a Life." Deeply spiritual,
interspersed with stories and illustra-
tions, and carrying messages of love
from the several writers, it cannot but
appeal to every Junior girl and her
Then follow six delightful outlines
for discussion on the Junior Project,
"My Story — Lest I Forget." The
very title makes us want to begin to
write the story of our lives, recalling
those dear, intimate things of baby-
hood and childhood which enliven and
sweeten all our lives.
"Larry" is the title of the Reading
Course book and as "Larry" is a real,
live, interesting boy, he will appeal to
every Junior Girl.
The calendar for the year and sug-
gestions for other activities are in-
cluded in this Junior Manual which
sells for 20c at the Y. L. M. J, A.
'"THERE is now ready a delightfully
•»• gay, colored cover for these books.
The girls will be happy to put between
these lovely cover-sheets of rose the
pages upon which they have written
their stories. There is, in addition to
the cover pages, two sheets for genea-
logical records — one for the names and
one for photographs — so that the
work of arranging ir.aterial will be
The new Junior song is printed
on a page the right size to fit into
"My Story" book. Every Junior
group will want to learn to sing this
The price for the cover, with gen-
ealogical sheets and new Junior Song
is 20 cents.
Separately, the cover is 15 cents;
music 5 cents.
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
yANGUARDS scouts idieipt.
Committee =- — -°=3s=***>Q
Dr. George E. Hill, Jr., and Charley R. Mabey, Chairmen; Nicholas G. Smith, German E.
Ellsworth, Le-Roi C. Snow, Ernest P. Horsley
"M^EW in many respects and of un-
*-^ usual interest throughout is the
program for the Vanguard department,
which takes in the fifteen and sixteen
year-old boys of the M. I. A. Here-
tofore a part of the Scout department,
the older boys are now elevated to a
more delightful and complete course
of their own, and the outlines for
its supervision are published in "The
Log of the Vanguard Trail," a little
volume whose very title makes one
want to read it. The introduction
sounds the keynote to all that follows:
"The Log of the Vanguard Trail is
an attempt to help leaders to under-
stand boys, to direct those boys into
a romance of exploration so fascinat-
ing that they will choose to follow this
trail not only on Tuesday nights, but
during their leisure time as well, to
lead them to discover themselves, their
interests, their talents, and the fields
of endeavor in which those talents
In addition to the month by month
program, which includes Hiking,
Archery, Indian-lore, First Aid, Astro-
nomy, Electricity, Athletics and Ath-
letic Contests, Angling, Insect Life,
Camping and Swimming, the Log
gives Relationship and Organization,
the Vanguard Institution, Objectives
and Methods of Leadership, and such
activity projects as contests, reading
and the project — Markers for historic
places. This project is shared by the
THE book "Larry," by Foster, is
the 1931-32 reading course vol-
ume for Vanguards. It is a collection
of writings of Larry Foster, written
with no thought of publication, but
after his death they were compiled
and given to the reading public. His
diary, themes in English, letters to
his family and his girl, poems, and
philosophy are gathered together and
published in a most diverting and
worth-while fashion, and will doubt-
less become one of the favorite books
of every boy who reads it.
The book for Boy Scouts is "Mod-
ern Pioneers" by Cohen and Scarlet.
asa BEEHIVE GlflJS DEPARTMENT
' XJ " k = Committee ===^=^
Sarah R. Cannon, Chairman; Catherine Folsom, Vida F. Clawson, Glenn J. Beeley, Harie C.
Thomas, Elsie T. Brandley
NO great changes are included in the
Bee-Hive program for the season
about to begin, except the new course
for the Nymphs — the twelve-year-old
girls who enter the M. I. A. As al-
ways, the Spirit of the Hive, the Seven
Fields of Religion, Home, Health,
Out-of-Doors, Domestic Art, Business
and Public Service, and the Guides
for Study will serve as the foundation
of discussion and activity, and Bee-
Keepers will find in the service they
render the great degree of satisfaction
and joy which has ever attended this
branch of M. I. A. work.
In order to simplify the work in this
department, there have been eliminated
the project and reading course book
of other years. The program for the
Bee-Hive girls is so comprehensive and
active that no further need is felt, and
with conscientious effort and ready
sympathy, a leader will find herself
guiding her girls through a stimulating
and helpful season.
Twelve Year Old Girl
HPHE announcement made last year,
■*■ coming from the First Presidency,
to the effect that the twelve-year old
girl was free to attend either Primary
or the M. I. A. according to the desire
of herself and her parents, was one
of great interest, and a few girls of
that age have joined the M. I. A.
For leaders of these groups, the General
committee is providing a course of
study and activity, which will be
ready shortly. Watch the next issue
of the Era for definite announcements
along this line.
P\URING the coming season it is
■*~^ hoped that the messages for the
Bee-Hive department will be of more
value to Bee-Keepers than ever before.
Reports from stakes, suggestions for
class discussions, activities and cell-
filling will be included, and explicit
directions for various forms of hand-
craft will also be supplied. If you
have accomplished or discovered in
your work anything which you feel
would be of help to others in the same
field, write a note about it and send
it in for publication in this column
of the Messages. What you are doing
others would like to hear about.
"Life of the Bee"
"C OR many years Bee-Hive groups
have been asked to read Maeter-
linck's "Life of the Bee," the beauti-
fully poetic treatise upon which the
plan of the Bee-Hive organization
rests. The book is written in rather
difficult style for girls of Bee-Hive
age, and many of them have lost some
of the beauty of it because of their in-
ability to analyze it.
For this reason, a review of the im-
portant points contained in it has
been prepared by members of the Gen-
eral Board, and this, published in
pamphlet style, will furnish the mate-
rial necessary for use in the lessons on
the life of the Bee. Girls will enjoy
reading it and leaders will appreciate
the simplicity of the arrangements,
and it is hoped that every Bee-Hive
girl in the Church will read this brief
Watch the Bee-Hive section of the
Mutual Messages in the Era for an-
nouncement as to price and time of
■^riT'affiW^d'frAdhAA A i fl i rfrn j T i ft i il Tn d ft (H i . ft i f* .Tfti iff
September is the opening
month of the school year at the
McCune School of Music and
Enroll now for Private Les-
sons in piano, voice, violin or
other instrument; or for Class
Instruction in Music Theory
Our attractive Fall Bulletin
lists subjects, tuition fees, and
general information. The cou- |
pon below will bring your copy I
by return mail.
School of Music and Art
200 N. Main
Salt Lake City
Please send me your Fall Bulletin.
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
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lowliest of men. No man is too
humble to be kind. And "Where
Love Is There God Is Also."
V. T H E COMPLETEST
OF THOSE QUALITIES
WHICH MAKE YOUR PER-
In and through all you do is
you. Only you can determine how
fully you may build your own
attributes into reality. . Nobody
else smiles just as you do— or talks
— or thinks — or feels. It's a won-
derful thought that there is no one
just like you in all the world. And
the key to your development is
persistent practice. If you work
vigorously each day you will de-
velop physical strength. If you
read extensively you will become
rich in ideas. If you cultivate at
every turn a sunshiny attitude you
will come to be known for yout
genial disposition. You become
most successful personally as you
capitalize to the fullest the talents
which constitute your birthright.
Your task becomes one of stock
taking to determine strong and
weak attributes and of setting up
a definite program of building for
yourself the soul estate for which
The Great Architect has given you
TF you would take stock, it may
be helpful to have an inventory
sheet by which to check your
"goods upon the shelf."
Two passages in scripture set
down briefly but wonderfully
ideals of personal achievement:
"But the fruit of the Spirit is love,
joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, good-
"Meekness, temperance: against such
there is no law." — Galatians 5:22-23.
"And besides this, giving all diligence,
add to your faith virtue; and to virtue
"And to knowledge temperance; and to
temperance patience; and to patience god-
"And to godliness brotherly kindness;
and to brotherly kindness charity.
"For if these things be in you, and
abound, they make you that ye shall
neither be barren nor unfruitful in the
knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ."
—II Peter 1:5-8
A MODERN scholar in the field
**■ of education has drawn up
one of the most comprehensive in-
ventories of desirable and undesir-
able qualities yet brought together.
Let yourself "walk by" as this
list of attributes searches out your
1. Open-minded, inquiring, broad.
2. Accurate, thorough, discerning.
3. Judicious, balanced, fair.
4. Original, independent, resourceful.
5. Decisive, possessing convictions.
6. Cheerful, joyous, optimistic.
7. Amiable, friendly, agreeable.
8. Democratic, broadly sympathetic.
9. Tolerant, sense of humor, generous.
10. Kind, courteous, tactful.
1 1 . Tractable, cooperative, teachable.
12. Loyal, honorable, dependable.
13. Executive, forceful, vigorous.
14. High ideals, worthy, exalted.
15. Modest, self-sacrificing.
16. Courageous, daring, firm.
17. Honest, truthful, frank, sincere.
18. Patient, calm, equable.
19. Generous, open-hearted, forgiving.
20. Responsive, congenial.
21. Punctual, on schedule, capable.
22. Methodical, consistent, logical.
23. Altruistic, given to service.
24. Refined, alive to beauty, artistic.
25. Self-controlled, decision, purpose.
26. Good physical carriage, dignity.
27. Taste in attire, cleanliness, pride.
28. Face smiling, voice pleasant.
29. Physical endurance, vigor, strength.
30. Spiritual responsiveness, strong.
3 1 . Prayer life warm, satisfying.
3 2. Religious certainty, peace, quiet.
33. Religious, experience expanding.
34. God a near, inspiring reality.
35. Power to win others to religion.
3 6. Interest in Bible and religion.
37. Religion makes life fuller and richer.
3 8. Deeply believe great fundamentals.
39. Increasing triumph over sin.
40. Religious future hopeful.
1 . Narrow, dogmatic, not hungry for
2. Indefinite, superficial, ,lazy.
3. Prejudiced, led by likes and dislikes.
4. Dependent, imitative, subservient.
5. Uncertain, wavering, undecided.
6. Gloomy, morose, pessimistic, bitter.
7. Repellant, unsociable, disagreeable.
8. Snobbish, self-centered, exclusive.
9. Opinionated, dogmatic, intolerant.
10. Cruel, rude, untactful.
11. Stubborn, not able to work with
12. Disloyal, uncertain, lacking dependa-
13. Uncertain, weak, not capable.
14. Low standards, base, contemptible.
15. Egotistical, vain, autocratic.
16. Overcautious, weak, vacillating.
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17. Low standards of honor and truth.
18. Irritable, excitable, moody.
19. Stingy, selfish, resentful.
20. Cold, repulsive, uninviting.
21. Tardy, usually behind-hand, inca-
22. Haphazard, desultory, inconsistent.
23. Indifferent, not socially minded.
24. Coarse, lacking aesthetic quality.
25. Suggestible, easily led, uncertain.
26. Lack of poise, ill posture, no grace.
27. Careless in dress, frumpy, no pride.
28. Somber expression, voice unpleasant.
29. Quickly tired, weak, sluggish.
30. Spiritually weak, inconstant, uncer-
31. Prayer cold, formal, little comfort.
3 2. Conflict, strain, uncertainty.
33. Spiritual life static or losing force.
34. God distant, unreal, hard of ap-
35. Influence little or negative.
3 6. Little concern for religion and Bible
37. Religion felt as a limitation.
38. Lacking in foundations for faith.
39. Too frequent falling before tempta-
40. Religious growth uncertain.
— George Herbert Betts, "How to Teach
If the objectives listed under
this recipe of Success seem difficult
of attainment remember that when
an ideal is fully realized it ceases
to be an ideal. Know with Brown-
"A man's reach should exceed
his grasp or what's a heaven for."
A Sermon on
[Continued from page 67 1]
And asked me some questions — ■
Pointed ones, and no dodging al-
And when I answered them
She looked me right straight in
And said "I've been waiting all
To hear somebody say that.
I'd like to be baptized."
I told her
I thought she'd better wait awhile
Until she was real sure.
She said she was sure all right
But she'd wait if we wanted her to.
So she started reading all the books
she could get hold of
And began taking lessons in Eng-
lish and Spanish
And studying almost everything.
Besides from that day on
She never so much as looked at a
Well, we baptized her after a few
We had some good old brothers
in the branch
Who had been trying to stop
smoking for over a year
And couldn't quite get up the
nerve. . . .
But when that happened
They stopped too.
I never saw anything like it
Never hope to again
That's why I maintain
That the best sermon I ever
preached in my life
Was a sermon on a watermelon.
THIS Communicating of a man to
his friends works two contrary
effects, for it redoubleth joys, and cut-
teth griefs in halves; for there is no
man that imparteth his joys to his
friend but he enjoyeth the more; and
no man that imparteth his griefs to
his friend, but he grieveth the less.
■ — Bacon's Essays
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the Deseret Gym.
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is the time to
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Over the Earth
[Continued from page 647]
water. This is kept in ponds,
where carp and rainbow trout are
grown. One hundred twenty tons
of this variety of fish are raised
and marketed every year.
These ponds cover an area of
nearly 2,900,000 square yards or
600 acres. The waters are so rich
in fertility that plant life grows
abundantly. Bacteria, Protozoa,
Infusoria, Algae and many other
kinds of animal and plant life
grow. These use up all the oxy-
gen in the water, and the fish die.
To take care of this, 6000 mature
ducks are kept on these ponds.
They feed upon both the plant
and the animal life. Thousands
of eggs are laid during the year
and these eggs are sold to the peo-
ple of the city. Each spring many
of these eggs are hatched out.
Twenty-two thousand baby duck-
lings are sold when one day to
eight days old.
The sediment left, after the de-
composing process has continued
for some time, is dried and sold
to the farmers of Germany as com-
mercial fertilizer. Thus the sew-
age which is an aggravating prob-
lem for many large cities in Amer-
ica and elsewhere has been turned
into a profitable business enter-
Ducks, ducklings, eggs, carp,
rainbow trout, commercial fertiliz-
er, illuminating and cooking gas
all used by man are made from
the material which was formerly
a great nuisance.
Can we contemplate this un-
dertaking without a feeling of
wonder at what man can do under
ARE we not living in an age
** when this earth is expected to
be celestialized and made a fit
abode for perfect spirits. How will
this thing be done? Is this under-
taking not worthy of the thought
— as is also the efforts of the many
scientists to improve the world in
the realm of physics, chemistry
bacteriology, etc. — that the earth
is gradually being renewed by the
work of these great men in their
Is not the man who works over
the microscope and with the chem-
ical test tube, being inspired to
make his great contributions to the
perfecting of the earth?
Any man who will use his
abilities to improve his environ-
ment whether in the realm of the
scientific, ethical or spiritual is in-
deed a servant of God acting un-
der the inspiration of the Father.
As he works he will become more
like his great Father, for it is part
of our faith, say Joseph Smith
and Brigham Young, that one can-
not study nature without master-
ing a knowledge of the laws of
God, anjd one cannot expose him-
self unstintingly to those laws
without becoming like the manipu-
lator of them.
TTHE MESSENGER is the title of
•*• a splendid little periodical issued
monthly by the presidency of the
San Francisco stake. The following
is taken from their last issue:
Pres. Heber J. Grant in a letter, dated
June 5, 1931, commends Isaac B. Ball,
stake high councilor, for his recent con-
tributions to the Era:
"I have read with the keenest interest
your two articles in the Improvement Era,
entitled, 'Additional Internal Evidence of
:he Authenticity of the Book of Mormon.'
I think that you have rendered a distinct
service to the Church in writing these
articles. I rejoiced as I read them to think
that one of our Latter-day Saints was
capable and had the knowledge to write an
article such as you have done.
"Again I desire to thank you sincerely
for the articles you wrote for the Im-
provement Era. I think they are worth
their weight in gold to our young people
who will read them carefully and will
allow the significance of what you have
written to sink into their hearts."
Get your Era and read again Elder
Ball's articles that have called forth such
splendid words from the President of the
The Improvement Era for September, 1931
[Continued from page 675]
looks both ways, and avoids accidents.
When anything pleasant happens, he
is agreeably surprised and delighted,
but never expects it to happen again.
When it does, he is again surprised
and delighted- — and surprise is a thing
impossible if everything good is ex-
pected. The pessimist expects little or
nothing from friends, and thus never
loses faith in them, but is always
touched by any little evidence of their
loyalty and esteem.
By profession, the author is a play-
wright. Nine-tenths of the time he
is convinced that he will never write
anything worthwhile — a view shared
by many of the few who read his
writing— and so he is amazed and over-
joyed if anything he does is in the
least degree good. He expects all
plays to be rejected by all managers,
but if a manager displays any interest
at all it is a pleasant shock. If the
play is accepted and a check for ad-
vance royalties appears, he has no idea
that it will ever get into rehearsal,
let alone production, and if it does,
joy unbounded is his. The certainty
that nobody will like it serves to re-
strain any exuberance likely to be
quelled by critics and reviewers.
Not the least of the optimists' woes
is his almost hysterical determination
to be cheerful at all costs. If he be-
gins to feel low, he rushes off to find
something to cheer him up, and thus
is constantly seeking stimulation, en-
couragement, illusion. The pessimist
makes no such search, and accepts
anything of a pleasant nature gladly if
It is the optimist who is stirred by
propaganda, ads, ballyhoo. He be-
lieves he can get personality by cor-
respondence, that just inside the tent-
flap are the world's greatest wonders.
No amount of disillusion cures him.
The day after a disappointment, he is
all ready to begin again.
The pessimist avoids all that futile
and wasteful expenditure of time, en-
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ance incarnate. The joy he finds in
doing nothing and not feeling guilty
about it! the things he refrains from
buying; the books he avoids reading;
The plays he stays away from! The
dull parties he does not attend!
One more point. The optimist
thinks he can go on forever, as good
as new. Snap out of it! Keep going!
Don't give in! The pessimist, finding
himself fretful and tired, takes it as
a serious warning, and goes somewhere
for a rest — to a place he can sit quiet-
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It is the optimist who suffers from
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Fresh pears are delicious baked. Do
not peel but remove core and fill
center with brown sugar and place
pears in buttered baking dish.
Dissolve 1 tablespoon of cornstarch and
1 tablespoon of white sugar in 1 cup
of water, add a few drops of vanilla and
a pinch of salt; pour over pears, cover
and bake in moderate oven 40 minutes.
Pears may also be peeled, cut in half
and baked with all white sugar and a
little lemon juice. They are delicious served
with cream or as a relish with meat.
Baked Peaches No. I
Carefully wipe f/uzz from 6 large
ripe peaches and place in buttered baking
dish. Dissolve 2 tablespoons sugar and
1 tablespoon cornstarch in 1% cups of
water, add 1 teaspoon lemon juice and
pinch of salt — cover and bake 25 min-
Baked Peaches No. II
Take 6 large firm peaches, peel, and
cut in halves, removing stone, and place
in shallow baking tin. Fill each peach
cavity with 1 teaspoon sugar, %. teaspoon
of butter, and a slight grating of nut-
meg. Pour into the baking tin 1 table-
spoon of water and 2 tablespoons of
orange juice. Bake in moderate oven twen-
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or cold, with or without cream.
6 pounds of peaches
6 pounds of sugar
Peel peaches, remove stones, slice and
weigh. Peel 2 oranges and cut into
small bits. Put the other two oranges
through meat grinder, skins and all. Pour
the sugar over the fruit and let stand
several hours. Place over slow fire until
sugar is melted then cook slowly 1 hour.
Blanched almonds make a nice addition.
Plums are one of the few fruits that
retain all of their fragrance and flavor
when canned — one reason being that
skins, stones and all are usually cooked
together. Plums make delicious jams and
jellies. Pecan nuts added to blue plum
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WE all know that "an apple a day
keeps the doctor away." There
are so many ways to prepare them, we
ought to be able to eat an apple daily
without tiring of them.
Apples may be baked plain, or with
many and various flavorings. After
they are cored and placed in a but-
tered baking dish, fill the centers with
raisins and nuts and pour over them
a syrup, made by boiling brown sugar
and water together — or fill the centers
with sugar, and a dot of butter,
sprinkle with nutmeg and cinnamon,
add a half cup of water and pinch of
salt to baking pan, and bake in mod-
Core apples and peel them about a
third of the way down from the stem.
Make a syrup (not too sweet) of sugar
and water and pour over apples, cover
and bake until tender- — remove from oven,
sprinkle well with sugar and place under
blaze to glaze. When cold serve with tea-
spoon of jelly in center and puff of
whipped cream on top.
It should be remembered that apple
sauce made now, canned and stored
away will taste much better in the
late winter than sauce made from
fresh apples that have been kept in
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with cream and fresh ginger bread.
Drying fruit is not a difficult task —
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The orchards are laden with fruit and
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V2 cup of butter — melted
T /4 cup of sugar
2 egg whites
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the sugar — then fold in the beaten egg
whites. Place this mixture in the pie
tin, and with the fingers pat it firmly into
place on the bottom and along the sides
of the tin. Brush lightly with egg white
before adding apple sauce. This will
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The Apple Filling
3 cups of unsweetened apple sauce
% cup of sugar
1 teaspoon cinnamon
3 egg whites
Pinch of salt
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ing together, and just before placing in
pie cr.ust fold in the well beaten egg
whites. Sprinkle the top with a mixture
of grape nuts and brown sugar. Bake
in hot oven for 5 minutes, then lower
^heat and continue baking until done, about
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came closer, Gloria heard a sickly,
weak cry from the baby. The
squaw tried the door, rattled the
latch. The young Indian called
loudly and pounded upon the
door. Gloria stood petrified,
knowing that a telltale streak of
smoke from the chimney had
showed the house was not deserted.
The young Indian pointed to it
and resumed his poundings. Fi-
nally the squaw called "Poor babe
— seek." An additional wail
proved her assertion and Gloria
mastered her fear. Here was not
violence but distress. The little
black-haired baby writhed with
fever. Gloria learned they had
fed him pine nuts and squirrel
meat — fare for the gods!
Sweet oil, followed
by baths of vinegar water soon
brought relief, and the amazed
parents stood by, while the white
girl administered her magic. Late
in the afternoon the baby slept
tranquilly. Taking the bottle of
oil as a future precaution, and
all the bread in the house, the
Indians departed. The whole
train had stoically waited their re-
turn. As they left, the squaw pet-
ted Gloria's riotous curls and mut-
tered: "Purty — heap purty!"
The spinning was not finished,
the cow had to be milked by can-
dle light, but Gloria's act of mercy
proved to be bread upon the waters
The next day Margaret Kirk-
man mixed all their remaining
flour into bread, scraping the tin
box for the last precious spoonful.
Still the boys neither wrote nor
returned. "No news is good news,"
sang Gloria, vainly striving to
chase the look of white despair
from her mother's face. What
difference did it make, whether you
were killed with a poisoned os-
satgai or a poisoned arrow?
ILORIA developed a
sudden, unexplainable antipathy
for bread and milk and butter.
She craved greens; dandelions, pig
weed and even water cress, grown
rank and stringy. Anything that
could be flavored with candle
grease was just to her taste. But
she went outside while her mother
ate the last slice of bread and whis-
pered to the stars: "Diamonds by
the chicken coop where I was
born!" Later after prayers she
muttered: "We believe in wor-
shipping Almighty God accord-
ing — " "Maud Muller on a sum-
mer's day — " Fatigue and moun-
tain water and water cress brought
Morning brought her brothers
who were unharmed and who had
traveled all night. The whites,
had conquered the Indians, and
the boys were laden with gifts,
from the grateful settlers. The-
Indians were subdued. The whites
had returned to their homes. Mar-
garet Kirkman made biscuits,
bread and cake with white flour.
Gloria produced many pairs of
socks. The sons laughed at the
crooked furrows their women
folks had plowed, and at the scant
supply of fuel. But their smiles,
held back tears, and presents fur-
nished diversion from near emo-
tion. There were shoes and two-
Dolly Varden hats, a pair of beau-
tiful all woolen blankets. But
they were as nothing compared to
a book — a fifth reader which
Gloria avidly consumed ere she
slept. And when the cake was
cold _ and the biscuits browned,
Gloria's appetite for flour returned,
she lost that craving for greens.
"Captain Burton used your
copy book for a log, Mother,"
explained Stephen, "so we couldn't
write. 'Twas the only paper in
all our camp. It will go to the
"O, Gloria," Henry was bub-
bling with eagerness, "we saw
your friend Jonas Whitman. That
man you saved on the plains."
He grinned joyously at the sud-
den flame which covered Gloria's,
face. "We stopped at his house.
He's a prosperous man. He's got
a farm and a store and a saw mill
and two little children and a sickly
wife. His house has a place what
you grow flowers in. A conserva-
tory, they call it. There's a big
piano and wax flowers, and a lily
pond in his lawn and a room with
nothing in it but books. He sent
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Thanks to this new gift, "Horatio
at the Bridge" was soon added to
Gloria's store of memorized poems.
1 HE Kirkman boys
were impressed with their father's
tales of diamonds. A twenty-two
carat diamond where Gloria was
born! Diamonds on the Orange
River — diamonds at the junction
of the Vaal and Orange, diamonds
almost for the asking, if you were
"Well," argued Thomas lacon-
ically, "diamonds ten thousand
miles away aren't worth any more
to us than twinkling stars. The
railroad's coming soon — coming
fast. Coming from 'Frisco with
Governor Stanford behind it.
Coming from Omaha. They're
making history, and we can help
make it too."
"President Young has a contract
for ninety miles of grading. We
have horses now. We will make
better wages than diamond dig-
gers," added George, who was
usually noncommittal. His pre-
diction was soon fulfilled. "On
to Echo" became a popular slogan.
Construction crews, Mongolian
laborers, teamsters, scrapers, en-
gineers and surveyors swarmed like
ants about the two rival grades.
Margaret Kirkman secured employ-
ment cooking for one crew, with
Gloria as her helper. Gloria had
never dreamed of such lavish sup-
plies. All they needed to cook
was theirs. Dried fruits, white
flour, cured and fresh meats, butter
in great wooden tubs. Margaret
Kirkman was a good cook and
very shortly men vied for places
at her table. Gloria washed dishes,
peeled potatoes, set tables, waited
on the rough, voracious men. She,
too, was helping to make history.
She was turning her small cog in
the wheel of the great Iron Horse.
Every tie, every rail, every spike
brought the vision closer. Rails
would soon span the whole con-
tinent, linking the East and the
West. Her dream of travel would
be nearer. She smiled now to
notice how the stage drivers be-
came less arrogant. Some of them
were even seeking employment on
the railroad. The yellow dusters
and the lemon colored gloves
would pass into history along
with the- beautiful red and green
stages. Postage would be cheaper.
Perhaps the comfort of the rail-
road would spur her father's com-
ing. Maybe he would bring dia-
monds. He had said "await my
HE first of May in
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grades were being laid. The
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Canyon, while the Central Pacific
rounded the Lake. A long stretch
of grade was now useless. Ten
miles of track were laid in one
day. Twenty-five thousand men,
ten thousand horses! They
swarmed about like hills of dis-
turbed ants. Abuttments; blast-
ing; scraping; gravel; ties; rails.
Swearing men. Water boys. Wide-
eyed Chinese rushing to cook for
them all. Feverish haste, over-
time. "Like two giants, hastening
to meet on the shores of the Great
Knowing Gloria's eagerness to
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Kirkman's many kindnesses, a con-
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Promontory on that eventful May
Although she later felt the whirl
of mighty airplanes, Gloria never
experienced another such thrill as
that ride to Promontory on a
glorious May morning. The
swaying, creaking flatcar was like
the wings of Perseus. She did not
smell the smoke, nor se? the cinders
which floated backward. The
Fort Douglas band played nation-
al airs. Governor Stanford was
there, wearing a velvet coat. Ladies
in wonderful, sweeping silk dress-
es, carrying fringed parasols; hilar-
ity, speeches, whistles and cheers.
Chinamen laid the last two rails
for the Central Pacific.
Europeans laid the last two
rails for the Union Pacific.
"O, he is in danger now," re-
plied Gloria quickly. "The Kafirs;
kill white men whenever they
"Would that my wife could
have health like yours!" Jonas
Whitman looked long at the ra-
diant and youthful beauty of
Gloria Kirkman. "My wife gets
weaker each day. Our tiny baby
girl is not strong either. Every
night I pray the Lord to spare
the mother to rear the child."
SPIKE of gold.
Twenty-three double eagles had
gone into it! Almost as much as
the fortune they thought they had
lost on the plains. A silver spike
from Nevada, a silver and gold
one from Arizona. The last tie
was polished laurel wood from
California. Governor Stanford
removed his velvet coat and drove
that last spike. The crowd cheered;
telegraph instruments clicked the
news to the world; the two en-
gines pushed together; the two en-
gineers broke champagne bottles
over the other's headlight. A
thousand miles from Missouri;
seven hundred from 'Frisco. A
little Gloria Kirkman, with her red
hair and pug nose was permitted
to witness this!
When the speeches were over
and the band had gone, Gloria
felt a touch on her arm. There
behind her stood Jonas Whitman
— a little older, a little plumper,
but the same courtesy in his voice,
the same dreamy, visionary expres-
sion in his eyes.
"Crown of Glory," he smiled,
"how you have grown. You are
a blossom now> — no longer a bud.
Are you going to marry one of
these many surveyors or en-
Gloria blushed, but answered
modestly, "I await my father's
"Ah, he may now come in peace
and luxury. There will be no
horses for the Indians to steal,
and he will not need to lie in
agony until a little girl finds him."
fLORIA felt a surg-
ing wave of sympathy for this
sick woman, who could not even
care for her baby.
"If you lived closer to us, I
could help," she answered. But
Jonas Whitman shook his head
"Only God can help," he an-
swered. "She is slipping away.
I have prospered in worldly goods,
but I am powerless to save her.
But I must not spoil your won-
derful day with my troubles. His-
tory and beauty have combined to
make this day a memorable one."
He bowed gallantly, and soon he
had again mingled in a group of
men. Gloria noticed that they
listened attentively whenever he
spoke. 'Undoubtedly he was a
leader. "Poor man!" she thought.
"I guess he never stirred dandelion
greens with a tallow candle. But
soon he will have no wife, nor
anyone to care for his little girl."
1 HE next spring
Gloria's brothers took her to con-
ference. Margaret Kirkman felt
her frail strength unequal to the
long ride. She also was failing,
so she voluntarily remained at
home with a neighbor boy to milk.
The wheat stood four inches
high when they left. Looking
back at the little valley as they
rounded a curve, Gloria noticed
how like a beautiful green carpet
the fields looked, smooth and
slightly waving. A solid mass of
green. When they returned four
days later she could hardly believe
her eyes. She rubbed them and
looked again. The wheat fields
were gone! Not beaten down by
a violent rain; not scorched from
a mountain wind; but every blade
and shoot of green was as though
it had never been. A scourge of
grasshoppers had swept over the
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valley. They had clouded the
sun. They had settled on each
field, until no food remained, then
rose, and passed on to another.
The mill race was filled with their
bodies. Margaret Kirkman had
caught four sacks of them in the
irrigation flume. Children, with
rags tied to sticks, shooed them
away from the potato plants. On-
ly the pig weeds remained un-
scathed. No dandelions — no wa-
ter cress; only pig weeds for hu-
mans and bunch grass for animals.
A horde had settled on the railroad
track and had stopped a train.
"It can't be," cried Gloria,
"Our beautiful wheat."
'Tis lucky we have horses,"
Stephen was always practical. "We
can go south and burn charcoal,
and send food home."
Gloria thought of the plenteous
table she had set before the rail-
road workers. Of the wife of
Jonas Whitman, who no doubt,
was too ill to eat the good things
he provided; she thought of the
diamonds discovered at her birth-
"God's purpose is not yet re-
vealed, but we will survive our
affliction," Margaret Kirkman's
voice held a quality more than
earthly. As she spoke she did not
glance at the diminishing sack of
1 HE following winter
George went out with a shovel
and cleaning some bare ground,
dug up a panful of soil. This he
thawed out slowly, behind the
stove. Then he called the family
together — unmistakable signs of
grasshopper larvae were all
through the soil.
"I guess," he said in his slow
methodical manner, "we boys had
better go to burn charcoal again."
The siege lasted four years.
Gloria was fortunate to have shoes
for Sundays and holidays. There
were no berries or wild currants.
No strawberries in the rank mea-
dows. No blade of wheat was
permitted to head or ripen. Even
the sunflowers were eaten from the
roof of their house; the few pre-
cious potatoes they were able to
shield had to be hoarded for yeast.
Fortunately, there was game and
her brothers were able to keep the
table fairly well supplied with
meats and fish. Whenever Gloria
felt rebellion surge, a glance at her
mother's peaceful countenance
filled her with shame. She longed
for the bully beef which they had
all loathed when on board ship.
Even dried and pressed vegetables
would have been as nectar com-
pared to the unchanging menu of
pig weeds and bread, made from
flour which her brothers hauled
two hundred miles.
FROM one of their
trips her brothers brought the
news of the death of Jonas Whit-
man's wife. The little baby girl
was so weak she could not walk
until she was three.
"Well, family," Stephen as-
sumed the role of parent in the
absence of the father, "we are hav-
ing a hard time. I don't like our
fare, and Mother weakens under
it, I know. But in these past ten
years history has been made. These
United States have abolished slav-
ery. They have passed a home-
stead law which makes it possible
for the poor man to acquire land.
They have laid the Atlantic Cable,
so messages can go over the water.
And now the railroad has come.
It has been a marvelous ten years."
Two years later when the fields
were again full of promise, and
the Kirkman boys felt they could
afford to stay at home to cultivate
their farms, Jonas Whitman came
seeking the "Crown of Glory."
man was failing rapidly. She
wanted Gloria safely and wisely
married while she was still with
her. The two Whitman children
needed a mother's care. The tiny
Anna, suffering from a physical
weakness which threatened to be
mental, needed hourly care from
loving hands. Jonas Whitman had
more than a dirt roof to his home
and more than rough boards on his
floors. He had a glass-roofed room
where he experimented with moss
roses, a library with books and
books and more books. And his
hair wss no longer a rich brown,
but thinning at the temples. His
eyes held the dreamy, far-away
expression which belongs to men
of vision, but his coat lacked a
"I need you, Crown of Glory,"
he pleaded. More than his words,
Gloria noticed his collar had been
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scorched in the ironing. Here she
could serve and render a real ser-
vice to humanity. She would rear
his children kindly ■ — ■ she would
mother the weak Anna. So, after
a week of whirlwind .courtship
and hasty preparations, Gloria
Kirkman became Gloria Whitman.
A gray flowered silk with a train,
kid gloves that were more beauti-
ful than the stage driver's because
they were a delicate gray, a hat
with straw flowers to set upon
the riotous, red curls! She would
no longer be like Maud Muller
who raked the hay. But with her
change of fortunes she would:
"Feed the hungry and clothe the poor
And all should bless me who left my
1 HERE need be no
further scrapings of the flour can;
no boiling of tagalder bark for
dye, no need to use ravelings for
The day of her marriage anoth-
er infrequent letter came from
John Kirkman in far away Africa:
"A diamond weighing 83 carats has
been found on the Orange River. It is
called "The Star of South Africa." It
sold for 25,000 pounds. They are be-
ginning to dig into the earth. A certain
blue soil contains diamonds, as well as
river beds. I am joining a party going
inland, in Boer trekking wagons. Do
not expect me yet. When I come, I will
be rich. I will no longer send money,
just to be lost. I will bring a large dia-
mond for my little Gloria.
"You are no longer his little
Gloria, you are mine!" whispered
Jonas Whitman. "Mine to keep,
to love, to cherish. Mine, to
change my desolate house into a
(To be continued)
[Continued from page 667]
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breast. "Oh, God," she prayed,
"What can I do?"
She made an effort to read, but
tossed the book aside.
Outside a soft rain was falling.
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